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on and off
And
Off and on
Gettin it cracking in the octagon
We fucking upper echelon
Came back to life to cash the check
And crash the vet
Just pass the tech

You ain't been raising the steaks ho 
Chattin like you think you Zane Lowe 
No carts I tap in to the beats so 
Chip on my shoulder it purple like

on a nigga eat his face
I be smokin' dopey in LA
Every day like patty cake

Tryna cop that foreign fuck that go cart
His bitch gave me brain & she so smart

on a cart yo shit done Went missin 
You a bitch I'm a man it's Catholic to a Christian Lord Forgive me nigga had to get that Bar off
Every time they play

Peel the white sleeve off the black vinyl record
Blow the dust off the grooves and only grip it by the edges
Turn the player on and then ya move

Who finna keep waiting
I had to get off my ass and get me some motherfucking paper
These niggas be faking
On it on online but bounce out on em they

of the streets with the fucking sharks
Why did everything have to grow toxic and fall apart?
Why'd you have to run right off and steal my fucking heart?
She wants

but I will read ya
I started shopping at saks
I bought an outfit that match
I caught a body off the worker
On the cart in the back
I keep a kit for

actin like Im cappin 
Only ballin I been doin look like NBA
Honestly the subject of discussion 
Is discussin if it don't bare fruit then keep it off

trynna beat on ya family
It started it out wit wasabi
Smoking my cart like a valley
Durban dirt it gotta punch
Double dip bowling for lunch
I fell in love

Frozen goods look like they got shot out of a cannon
Loading up my cart in the liquor aisle like I'm camping
Berate the checker when she scanning,

to be found not even OJ
But I got a lotta balls like I store the croquet
Swiping Aquafina out your cart while you're not lookin'
Throwing in some chicken

ass getting dissed
Feel like Lahey cause I'm just so pissed
Pissed off at you and your motherfucking bitch
I'm on the grind all the time
Cause the clock

outclassed
Been about cash
Always cared about the art of it
Ala cart the kid ain't ever outmatched
Member when they use to pick on me
You ain't ever gone be

a raffle when you had the merchandise sitting inside of your cart
Cause nothing is guaranteed
I'm needing it all with extra cheese
I'm feeling like I'm in

them carts and that
We smoking gas and this za got me gone
Got me floating in the sky
Oh my god, Bnoutch could fly
I'm a big dawg, I'm barking back
It's

made hella cheese off the Black Market
Hit every crib wit jacks nigga ask Jarvis
Hella bands in that shoe box nigga ask Marcus
Joe po a pint up every day

bite like vipers
Bitch it's Rhyme Time, call me Viper
I just robbed the local Bi-Mart
Ran off with the cash, like 5 carts
My jeans tight like some Pliers

with any thots
Can’t fuck with any cops
Can’t fuck with anybody in my way goin to the top
Workin smart my money clean
Hit my cart and nicotine
Still work

Fourteen servin a dummy fourteen servin a junkie
I get the pack off like a blitz run up on me and get hit me and
Jankyyantt yea we came from the trap

just take it straight to the face
Cut the homie off before he go and catch a case
This a marathon yea no it's not a race
Make a new song like every

Going stupid making money that's my like in a nutshell
Artistic draw my lyrics with pastel
Selling carts and babies giving loans to dorks
Balling out like

taken no Ls we'll always be greater than Them
Back with a vengeance Fresh off a sentence
Got me quarantined Only way they can bench him
I'm deadly

wrist, Me & Pat gon' set the trend
They trippin' off what I spend, my features is 10 bands
Just look at what's on my wrist, brand new prada on my bitch