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Stand Up Guy
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BabyTron
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This tape finna be so hard (Reuel, stop playing with these n***as) Ayy, ayy (Lil' b*t*h?ask?did I cheat) Y'all?here? Here we go again Ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz Lil' b*t*h?ask was I cheating, threw my hands up Stripper said I?wasn't?big?lit, threw some?bands up Rifle with?the legs on it, I can't shoot it stant up .223, I'll send this sh*t through yo mans' buffs Ayy, I'm acting bad Senior year I was rocking Fendi, f**k them bad grades Big fire, put it on 'em like an ashtray Ain't got no Chex to drop, it's a Apple jack day New toy on the West, it's yo heartbeat Foreign key fire, this lil' b*t*h don't got a car key Walk into the store, b*t*h, I'm Mr. Make-The-Card-Beep Had to take the Off-Wheezy off 'cause the car's heat In the deep, big splash, this the shark tank I'ma swipe once 'cause the card blank Crashed off the Wock', let me make sure the car straight I ain't say sh*t, she just sent like, alright, thanks It's hard to think about the bullsh*t I been through I'll slam you with this lil' b*t*h like jiu-jitsu I'll up top, brother man, boy get sent to Jack Man, Scam Man, this sh*t you ain't hip to Please don't p*ss my brothers off, they gripping pistols David versus Goliath, we'll hit him in his temple I'm big sh*tty, big sh*tty, I got credentials Three man, weaved a lil' b*t*h, I'm in the middle This some Skittles, za flyer than a blimp Orca whale type sh*t, I ain't riding with no shrimp Steak and chicken though? Hell yeah, I like it with some shrimp I got the sliders with the chip 'Miri thigh pads, on my f**king 49ers sh*t I pull my d**k out, it's that time, ain't got time to kiss I don't really rap, just a sh*t talker rhyme on sh*t I don't smoke tails but this b*t*h got 'bout five more hits Hundred feet down, you in the shallows, boy, I heard you scrumbling Function five hundred deep now 'cause they heard we coming Wavy than a b*t*h, no kizzy, I might surf on something The forty yard dash too flat, burn a turf or something Pull that light dub out and do my flexy dance F**king twin sis, best friend, I'm the Messy Man You gon' hear some thuds through this b*t*h, how we stepping, man 7.62s crush his top like a Pepsi can Wockhardt, iced tea, dirty Arnold Palmer Big heat, fifteen, b*t*h, I'm Mario Chalmers Look in the Bible, I'm the one that damn near started water Lil' b*t*h got some good credit, I snuck the card up off her Sneaky Man, with my grimy-a** It's always "slatt" this, "slatt" that, with her slimy-a** Lil' b*t*h got bougie head but I like to grab This some icy-a** buffs, brought 'em like a snack Missile hit him in his chest, stop fighting back Russian K with the, we'll fight Iraq Yeah, alright, Lamar Jack, heard you like to fight the sack Smoking apple pie, lil' b*t*h, I like the thrax I got a weapon, it's in arm's reach Lamb' truck, yeah, b*t*h, I had to park sweet I'm the leading scorer now, coach ain't gotta star me Do I got a heart? Oh, a heart? Sh*t, b*t*h, hardly I'm starting to think I'm chosen, for real, sh*t, that's what people saying Hellcat with the bicep in it, I got some demons waiting Track.2s lights with them, wore for three occasions Rock Off-White, my pop's black so don't think I'm racist She gave me dome like Ford Field "Tron, how the f**k you do that?", pu**y, I was born real Picked the b*t*h up out the trenches, this how foreigns feel Last week sent an opp up, he in orbit still Boy, he's outta there I see the cops then I'm outta there I get the head then I, boy, I'm outta there I hit the Runtz and then I'm outta here Sh*t, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz, ayy
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