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Bin Master
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BabyTron
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Yeah Thrust season in full effect, b*t*h I'm 'bout to talk crazy on this one This sh*t easy Turn?that?sh*t up, Stan RIP?Chris Sh*ttyBoyz Punches hit at the mall, I'm?the last to leave Still in school, need the pieces? Pull?up?after?three Climbing to the?top, I feel?the Devil after me Mastercards in my hand, b*t*h, I done mastered these Fit sh*tty and I got it for the fast and free Oh, you a fan? Man, I swear you used to laugh at me Finna hit the road, tell bro to go and grab the keys go and ask the fiends Sh*ttyBoyz taking over, b*t*h, we doing numbers If my n***as pull up, they are not shooting jumpers Sleeve Nash flipping cash, man, I'm doing wonders Two hams on the phone, I call that "Dumb and Dumber" B*t*h had a motormouth, she on hush now Guess she seen me in my bag, turn around and touchdown B*t*h used to ho me and I guess she got a crush now Hit yo knees, I'm on thrust mode since I'm up now Yes, yes, thrust season, it's in full effect Smacked her with the giffies, n***a, what did you expect? Already up 3-0, come and get swept Ran up the check all day and I did not sweat Tryna add me up? You gon' need a calculator Jugg, jugg, jugg, I ain't saving sh*t for later "BabyTron, can you punch this?", you can't get a favor Yes, I got the key to the city, I am not a mayor Get yo hands off my giffies, oh, you off the dog got the play and then I lost it all I toss the ball, grab the Visas 'cause it cost a ball Lil' b*t*h was choosing, I swear to God she lost her drawers Used to be a lil' dawg but I had some hard in me Pray to God for the light 'cause I feel the dark in me You can't swim, you gon' sink, n***a, got some sharks with me Ten times out of ten I'ma have the cards with me Punch God, I'm charged up, now I'm activated Touch ten off the scams and I ain't even graduated Kyle Kuzma 'cause when I came in, I was underrated I love to flex but I swear that they love to hate me Only thing I'm losing is the count of the blues At the state border, pray to God I make to through I'm grinding for the top, only if you really knew Said that my pieces ain't hitting? Really, dude? Growing up with some dogs turned me into one Grinded off a single blue and turned it into some I want the whole loaf, I ain't really into crumbs F**king with that lame? Well I guess that she into bums Been on the grind so much, ain't got time for sleeping Talking crazy on the 'Gram? He ain't got time for breathing On yo a** with no cash? Dawg, you ain't got time for fiending Bro a hothead, shoot some sh*t, he don't mind the demons Yeah, you might be up now but yo time's up Barber sticks on the strap, come get a line-up Ran off with the bag then the bullets f**k yo spine up Yeah, we on our way to the top, we gotta climb up BabyTron, you probably see me on a turn around Seen I was Loub' walking made her a** turn around Y'all n***as' music suck, I'ma just break it down If you ain't bumping Sh*ttyBoyz then just turn it down Of course I'll still turn around like a roundabout Oh, you want some shoes? Baby, what's that mouth about Hoes yelling Sh*ttyBoyz, that's what the shouting 'bout You got some quiet-a** pockets with the loudest mouth Lots of mouth but no action, come and do something You gotta learn you take some dubs and you lose some I'm talking sh*t, I hit the mall and then I ain't lose once Said that I'm broke? Yeah, you tripping, tie yo shoes up
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