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Jugg Messiah
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BabyTron
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Ayy, J.K Man, I'm back again, doing that light sh*t as usual You can't f**k with me,?man Sh*ttyBoyz?lieutenant, it's BabyTron Man,?you know how that sh*t go Huh,?Sh*ttyBoyz Steak hibachi on my right, sticking to the play Foreign Dracs, you can get lifted wit the K Drip drop, man, I feel gifted in the bay I'm probably OT, somewhere striping in the bank I don't play by the rules like I'm Zaza Got them babies on me, ain't no f**king goo-goo ga-ga B*t*h, I want a Masi, give a f**k about a Mazda Pieces at the mall, I done f**ked up the plaza What you know 'bout them dumps with the pin? You f**king with a rat, she got bumps on her chin At Jay Ale's, eating lunch wit my kin You couldn't punch a piece, you tryna punch with that BIN I used to ask n***as if they could plug me in I'm balling now, used to ask coach to sub me in Big B's stomping on the mat, I'm coming in That number hit for zero, n***a, that's a Drummond BIN Walk around with more BINs than yo favorite vendor Punch God, b*t*h, you would've thought I had a temper Whole team powered up, something like Avengers Sh*ttyBoyz in yo bio? You are not a member Four for four with this piece, I just punched some Fendi Four for four when you eat? I'd rather grab Beni's Told my b*t*h that's her a** if she act friendly Yo pieces not hitting, your order still pending Scam Man, I'll get yo granny bamboozled Phone Man, b*t*h, I'm just waiting on approval Let me get the buffs and ice 'em up like a Toaster Strudel This chopstick'll turn your mans to a noodle On the block with this .40 like I'm Laimbeer I ain't saying that I'm rich but I'm damn near You won't catch with a gram, only scams here You f**king with a boss, baby, ain't no ham here Lay up with you? I?m not Jelly Fam Stepping in the Air Forces, do the Nelly dance Bet yo b*t*h will blow my socks off if she got the chance Louis belt and this motherf**ker came from France Good piece hit for higher than yo Snap score You was just acting tough, what you moving back for? B*t*h got a n***a so I slide through the backdoor Big gun, b*t*h, we strapped like the task force This choppa'll make his body twitch, what up, isojeff? Big B's cost seven, that's how I like to step One on one, God, b*t*h, I swear that I swipe the best Dee got the hands, man, I swear he got the Tyson left Upping rolls on yo n***a, you can ask the 'Gram Jugging on the 'Gram, baby, go and ask the hams On the road so much I'm bound to hit a traffic jam Told my mama I like fast money so I have to scam Oh, you shoot now? Take yo hooping-a** back in that gym Got the blues now Take yo boosting-a** back in that crib Guess she choose now, seen the roll, now I'm back in her ribs Cameras on the Beam' when Stan back up in the whip Demons on my a**, I'm tryna find a way to lose 'em F**king dummy head, we got the straps so we can use 'em Got a stack to punch, let's hit the store and go abuse 'em Hoes used to ho me, now I get to pick and choose 'em I'm sick the opps facing Blacks tryna get off On my rap snow cap, I been took the lid off B*t*h said some [?] sh*t so I slid off Touch a hair on me and my dawg'll knock yo sh*t off BabyTron, I got more punches than a dojo Win on my own, with no squad like a solo Tryna take me out the game? N***a, that's a no no 'Cause my shooter ain't missing like he train with [?] Got a lil' b*t*h scorching off the face card F**k yo dead mans, keep that n***a in the graveyard We was in them hoes' guts, crazy how they hate ours Shout-out to, I ran it up off of eight cards I would put you on but you don't know the code F**k the finish line, it's twelve hundred on my toes Thought the judges sent me home when I hit the road 'Cause I punched three X's in the Apple store
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