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God Tier
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BabyTron
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(Ayo, Mark A) Fake IDs and gift cards all up in the rental Let me see them state boys, I bet I hit the pedal Beyond blowed off the Wocky, this a different level Pretty lil' ho, she look nice, but this b*t*h the devil Look up, I see palm trees, look down, it's sand Trippin' in the 'Ghini, fifty on me, hoppin' out the Lamb' I can make one quicker than I count a band I'ma just let this sh*t happen, I ain't 'bout to plan In the spaceship off Martian juice, I ain't 'bout to land 2017, was road running down south with Stan BIN Reaper, unky whip it up and scrape it out the pan Newest gen' Glockiana on me, so I doubt it jam Deadstocker, boy, the kicks ain't got a single scuff Eighty dollar eighthy, you might fly off a single puff Fake Ferragamo, doggy belt got a single cuff You been soft since forever, why you think you tough? 4-0 on me, should've went to the Ivy league Christian Loubs like a porcupine, I got spiky feet Bro a hot head, out here tryna snatch an icy link Hate on me, your old a** was born back in '93 Thousand dollar coat, two hundred dollar hat with it I'm my own boss, I ain't gotta do no a** kissing In the Scat tripping, f**kin' up the transmission You a ham, all up on the 'Gram with your mans chicken Thirty ball in the Ksubi jeans, got my pants ripping Sleeve Nash the playmaker, ninety-nine pa** vision Steak and shrimp Hibachi, f**ked around and got some lamb with it That's a 201, not 101, you gotta jam with it Your mans up in jail tellin' everything Nice guy, but off them V-cuts, I be very mean Hitman masked up, that's a scary scene Three-seven in the Backwood, I can barely breathe Prince of the Mitten, young as hell, y'all some old heads You can't see what I poured up in this Code Red How the f**k is you a burger and got no bread? Ex b*t*h finished, give a f**k what that ho said Good on 7-2, steerin' onto Puritan Never cooked up in the kitchen, I was always near the BINs Fear of God fit on bro, but ain't no fear in him Opps sick as hell that they broke, it ain't no curing them Finna take this Empire check and buy some properties BabyTron, I'm god tier, it ain't no topping me Left Benihana's, but I still got the chops with me Fast break, I get like LeBron, it ain't no stoppin' me They can't get sh*t, when I was broke, they ain't plot with me You be copping G's, big difference, I be copping P's Shooter hit his bucket, would've thought Curry shot a three How I'm feeling right now? Ain't a motherf**ker hot as me Phew, hey, Sh*ttyBoyz What up, gang? (Ayo, Mark A) What up, Mark? Phew, phew Dog Sh*t Militia Hip Hop Lab, you know what the f**k going on Hey, hey
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