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you
That's what you get when you're fucking with me
Lil boy go sit and drink Ice T
But can't mix my sugar with your Ice T
And honey what's Tea?
This is

prosper
Sponsored by the sickest members
Bilderberg meetings with hidden agendas
Sent to injure and depopulate
Dumb us down from a spiritual and conscious

Nigga I just came to party
Got a problem, I'll kill

Homie, all that mean mug
Get your face twisted face
Ain't a nigga finna rob me or take shit
Pyrex

Put the gas in the air i can start a hurricane
Smoking on slurricane committing suicide by the dutch
Bout to blow my own brain while I'm getting

i ain’t talking bout Patrick 
I be stretching da pack out, like elastic 
All my niggas eating, we ain’t doing no fasting 
You got served by me,

trap out the spot, mix that dope in the pot
And I'm spinning your block until I see you drop
Lil bro watching for cops and its still fuck the narcs

she let me poke

He think he up and flex the bed but nigga spent that on the coat
I don't gotta post no blicks think he gone rob me bet he wont
Exotic

minx get a mix and taste
Sorry im lift this way
Delicious babe
We on the way press play

A duffel bag  of hope they wanna rob me
Mattered in my soul but

Cash money nigga ion fuck wit visa
Got it on me nigga know I keep a heater
Gud Mud Homie mix it by the liter
Double cup a put u in the sleeper
Street

I rob the donut store
I grab my long john
Call her on her phone i think she wanna go to Cinnabon
And I keep a little jelly and I keep a Pop Tart
With

one thing
Hella loud in this bitch
Like it's surrounds in this bitch
Please don't get found in a mix
Lil bro get put up on a list
Why, had to ask them

don't starve
This ain't a risk it's my life on a disk
Copy ain't naughty, don't know  how it mix
Lambo bugatti,  she know who it is 
Molly Cammolli, My

here I is
With the re-mix (I just wanna be with you)

(Remix, remix, remix)

Now listen I been single for a while now
And I been kinda lonely
Been

Double cup, sipping this Act' though
I got some red and some Wock mix
I been leaning so bad off a light two
Bitch, I can bet you a car
I never sip no

shimp dig (My sauce)
Come around all that rockra
Talkin' 'bout shit we been did

Still lil' nigga from the west side
Good book and a blunt by the bedside

switch it up
New grind had to switch it
New stance just to mix it up
Old friends lookin different
New bitch had to give her up 
Had to switch up my bitches

Dropped a song all by myself I did the mix and mastering 
Yeah yeah 

Lord knows it could be better but the point is that I did it 
Don't got no time

Like wifi
Turo
Menace on the beat

Bitch I'm the connect like wifi
Pull up and I dip like drive-by
Soda that I mix like Tie-Dye
Might just whip

paid by the
Minute ya lil bitch
We heavy drinkers up inside this
Bitch let's take a sip
I told the bitch I love it
When we party
I love it when you get

I've been living crazy day to day, it's heartless in the trench
I could break the game down play by play, no charge just pay attention
You could call

That boy got lined by a bitch
The same one saying he rides with a stick, huh
Gotta tighten up a bit
Man, it's still war, you can't get out the mix, huh

like rolling the dice
Um, codeine sittin' right on top of the ice
Quagen on me, mix it right with the Sprite
Balenciaga with the fur inside
Double R,

it
Men fell off and now I’m in the mix
My life like a Cinemax just like Spielberg
Tommy knoxs wet like pool like billiards
Ima take ya lil bitch out

She like, can I get a sip? This ain't pop, bitch
I be leaning off the soda, this a wock mix

My lil' yeah, she the coldest, she a top pick
My life is