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Stunting for my friends like "Watch
A nigga check this bitch" "Hey bitch
You better have my mother
Fucking money by Thursday"
"I'm sorry mom just go with it

the bat cave
Working hard cus I might misbehave
I'm on my own like that I don't need anyone
I've been doing it alone by myself all along
There's been times

the shooters 
Long barrel by Luger look like a ruler 

If I study the lick I don’t need a tutor 
Ak on my shoulder like it’s a tuba 
Schizophrenic drinking lean

to build up the mind
Just love and be kind trust it'll be fine
Not even surprised by the turn of events
Right outta my chest I air out the vents
I was tryna

Stress on my head gotta cut it loose
Still I'm smooth I'm that dude
Duck feathers in the jacket that's gotta be goose
Red and green on the side of my

or snow my reign a fall woi

 a how it go 

Dem batta ears deh just nuh like fi see we

How we verse wid di ace like giani gi we

Post a picture pan di wall

it cordial
Had to clean my should and fix my aura
I felt that's important
I played dumb to niggas had 'em thinkin'
Oh yeah we can short 'em
I don't run

grind in stock
Aught sneaky by gusts
Ever since I came from Jamaica always gettin' cash
All I knew is pies and that match
Fam all stash, West end king

Hey, thanks for joining me on my daily lyrical workout!
I work it out, work it out on the microphone
Feed me beats like you give a dog a bone
More

bohot zyada bohot  zyada different.

ayo we gonna go kill it

Shoutout to all Maas
Mere bure waqt pe kon tha?
About time gone by
Now i draw my traumas

you knew that
Other niggas want you they ain't me
So whos that guy driving by
Give a pleasant surprise
I follow shawty to the grave don't give a fuck

That boy ain't got it rumor has it yeah
Say he far from where the cash is
But he's appealing to the masses
See myself some I'm on the plane they hope

shebeen, dis fresh en dis clean
Dis fun maar dis mean, dis die clubs, dis die scene

Dis Shack, dis Assembly, dis deel van my memory
Dis trance parties en

the double time
Yeah, I'm getting leveled just by getting high
Cuz naturally my thinking on a level they can't get inside
This ain't een fried
This mo like

and down you bobbing to my jam
Making it fit with the plan(Ah)
Making me grow don't judge by my past
Get my degree and I still smoke the ga (Gas gas)
Pushing

with the breezer leave ya leaking in the street from my sweeper
I be the millimeter greeter making meetings with St. Peter
Bleed ya vermin clean ya

check a bag
These niggas be hating inferior minds
Could tell I'm from the pole you could peep by my grind
Fuck if I'm gonna I already shine
Could tell by

clean
I’m Dripped up with designer I talk shit thats rare heat
Wear Off white, with supreme plus bape be my top drip
But to get that gotta make bands so I

ain't pay cash for it (Yeah)
I guess she in love with the boy and it ain't by accident
My baby a diamond she drip on that glow I give her that good you

(Get low)
Bitch, drop that monkey! (Get low)

I've said it many times: Cash, gas, or ass?
(Uh, huh)
Hoes in stilettos, mowin' my grass
Clean the dishes,

fucking say it
Now we just hitting all these licks like crazy
Passing by your fucking hood now, we shooting them down
We don't gotta hit 'em up
We just so

Hope it will make me happy

Niggas on my crotch wonder where the cash is from
Cause I blow up on a sec they niggas expect that I’d be gone
I got diamonds

to them bands on my worst day
I just want the cash the cheese the dineros
She sick of all these niggas like she caught a cold
No Travis Scott but bae I got

a ripped jean coat
Heart so froze how'd it get so cold Subzero
Ice in my veins DiAngelo
But I came with the heat like Herro
Get fly like a bird I'm Spearow