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Melodically and sonically the best and
Ironically was choir boy MVP
You can't tempt me i used to get head by the
Pews during father franks hour-long homilies

3 million 4 million 5 million
Haha we gone need a money exchange
It's on it's on it's on it's on

September 18th the album is done baby
Yeah Ultimate

Your life is like a story except there’s one problem, there is no plot
I used to be fat didn’t like the way I looked, but so what?
I turned my life

the magazine
B-Bitch I'm flying like a reaper, I fuck that bitch but I don't need her
She in my phone but I delete her, AZ broke boys tote them heaters
Yeah

Tired of hearing excuses
Cut out the bullshit just go and do it
I'm gonna lose it
Bold words, you gotta prove it, you're not going through it
Fat pussy

smoking fat out the pack
Fuck ya whole crew you ain't shit boy don't cap
Take over the island take over the map
All of that talking bitch y'all ain't got

and the album
I ain't sticking out hands
I ain't tryna catch a virus
They claim they hood
But never really lived there
They think they Suge
Gr put em with a tea

the sea 
We chillin wit wiz we smoking the reef
Cop a 45 make yo knees weak 
Finished my album just in a week
Got bangers on bangers this shit so sweet
We

That fat boy shitt was a spoof it was comical
Now I'm dropping hits with a focus Geronimo
I keep chicks straight on their backs Domino's
After I get

had to lean back
Up on this mean track
When I flip the game over im bringing my team back
Now a days we got ball players tryna flow
AI put an album out?

a social media casualty, and that's a fact
Watch what you say cause they snap ya chat
Most of her pics is her tits and showing that her ass is fat
Addicted

months and then I chill
Styles be fat like Jackie Gleason, the rest be Art Carney
People love the Dawg like the kids love Barney
""I love you, you love

off writing a love song 
About a girl who ain't ever hit me back 
Last month I said I'll write my last verse
Then I caught a buzz dropped an album 
I'm

a beat out of splashing piss
Turn that piss into classic shit
Master it with a Gameboy Color
Mix that shit on an onboard motor
It don't matter
Still do

album it gotta way
This rap shit I made a way
They say I'm gone fadeaway
I tell them boys yeah (Ok)
I got my first hater late
Too much shit on me (It's

get stupid
In my pj's holding PJ
I got the gift of Gab Gab, yeah
Fat booty call it chubby cheeks
Rated x hope it don't leak
Truth be told I ain't even

snapped, I'm on some other shit
After this album settle down
Have a couple kids (Yeah)
Raise 'em up to be tough and fit
And when I buster spit, son
I'll make

crickets
Stand back and watch me blow up
Up and atom with a verse again
Till I'm eating like a Fat Man
Plotting since a Little Boy
Spreading like mushroom

happen
Free kay flock I'll still up it in fashion
If you wanna be on my album nigga tap in
Might be good looking but I'm a bad boy
Don't play with me I'm

on to bigger and better
Is what the boy do
Ya'll niggas wish y'all could move
But y'all can't afford to
Get to the chicken I sure do, seriously
But I could be

pray that you gon fail..
For real, I’m fresh as fuck, I see you broke boys stay on stale…
For real, I’m fresh as fuck, my pockets fat, it don’t eat Kale…

looking fat
I guess
Wearing Gucci
Wearing Guess
I'm just kidding, that shit wack
I'm not a hype beast
I fuck with your Nikes
I fuck with your girl but she

haters never spotting him
Already got these fuckers asking when I'ma stop again
Not again
Now I wanna see ya with ya (hands up)
Arms up for the boy that

Faygo Crip
3 Beans, a lil' squeeze
Give her Play-doh dick, awww
You bought the B
You ain't know him as a baby
No if ands or maybes
Hot Boy
As a Juvenile