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and we gone for the win

I fuck on your hoe and I fuck on her friend
Racking up hunnids as if they were twins
Bad Lil Vibe With Me, she do freaky things

gon' say nomo? (Uh huh)

If I come slide
Is you gon' ride?
I'm packing g my 9, uh
This bitch right by my side, uh

Don't be wasting my time
Bitch quit

Woah, yeah woah, woah, woah, woah, yeah
Told that lil bitch better back up
Get smoked like a cig, like tobacco
My dogs never sit like to act up
No

of just getting by

Let's go grab our knives
Then act like we're still trying, carve our smiles
I'm tired
And I can't shake your vile and gorgeous mind

you run up and leave me, nigga
Racks on racks on racks on my head
Super meditated when I leave a nigga dead
I done made it this long getting by the feds

confrontation is the plan again
I miss the days when my early lyrics hit the page
Nowadays need a lil rage to be amazed

Never gonna try and be something I know

Don't care about your body
I just want your jaws
If she a freak you know I'm gone pass to my dawg
On Gang
I'ma just fuck the lil hoe and get out of there

I'm bleeding just to make profit
Get off that pavement
Shots gon' scrape on by on your body
Never gon' say too much
Never gon' pray to God
Never gon'

Fuck you 
If you don’t like
My lyrics
Soft lil cunts 
You can suck  uhmy
Dieeeeek

My flow 
Always be incredible
You lame o’s 
Can’t touch
I’m

what I have 

She gettin freaky I finish her off at the back of the bus
She getting shy walk in the house I think she falling in love 
I got her a new

this shit steady dumping
Full court press I'm in love with the hustling
Mans getting spanked bro you better jump in
Came by himself we ain't with

E EZ Eth
Respectful responsible resilient learner getting burnt by a Bunsen burner
The gas on I have got my lighter we about to set this place

You scream "Geez" when the CP Pullin
Niggas think we pleased by the game, stop cappin (stop the cap)
Wreckin all the keys you thought you had em on you

hot, covered in hats and scarves
I could talk to you, but I'm disturbed by your hands just all being covered in scars
I used to be covered in secrets,

Only time heals, only time heals, only time heals
I'm tryna win, I can't take no losses
Ain't tryna sin, I'm surrounded by bosses
With them Gators, I

heart getting colder and colder
All of this weight man I'm pushing that boulder
And I walk with that chip on my shoulder
Walk all alone when I don't got

name Paid bet them lil niggas fucking broke
Yo man's dying, think he need to find an antidote
Caught his ass out, he started running, turned his ass

my way out
Fly ass n***a tryna work to a house
On my wrist and my bands, been friends
Know this money getting shitted, not the end

Money making n****s

this, come pull up, I be in the 6 My shooter, never getting hit that boy like 007
I was out with gang while you was put up by 11 Don't care what they gon'

Everytime I kill a scene there be witnesses
Lyricist, always got bars in my sentences
Hop in any booth and leave it sizzling
Richer than I ever been getting

was taking pills was fucking up my kidney
My family fell out with me when I told em I be slitting
Make songs in the dark
I'm by myself, I'm always empty

a mirage, nigga, something you've never seen
Seen the closest niggas go fraud, lil nigga I can't breathe
A nigga done grieving I'ma go get it by any means

gon pass that shit around
Pocket full of posy cops are getting nosy
But doctor done wrote me
Up a little prescription
So I go and roll me up some shit

Roll a 'lil something
It ain't nothing to me
Getting blunted
I been puffin' on a lot of this tree
I cut the static off
The media is killing y'all
It