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Ha, yeah I had to tell Mark to adlib it Helluva made this beat, baby Ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz You worried 'bout that little sh*t, I'm thinking 'bout the bigger picture At the lab, catch me on the nine, where it hit at Dequindre I got her in my palm, finna play her like a fidget spinner You ain't shot sh*t, at the most, you're a pistol whipper RIP lil' Chris, three years later, still might drop a tear Granddad was scoring in the city back with Bob Lanier The Backwoods f**king with my teeth, might have to cop veneers One thing that I can put on God, it's only God I fear Walking out Revive, yo pape little, you can't shop in here My b*t*h r?ally litty, just spent twenty on Gabbana gear H?llcats, Trackhawks, nah, it is not a Honda near How the f**k you struggle? You ain't even have ObamaCare Feel like Blade back up in the day, b*t*h, I'm a stack master Take a swig up out my double cup so I might nap after This life sh*t a book, might write one before my last chapter You spent all yo money tryna fit in, boy, you a** backwards Caught him in LA in a Mercedes but my Lamb' faster Smoking cookie in the Wonderland, I feel like Mad Hatter I ain't in the mountains or the kitchen, I'm a jack stacker I be dolo, I can't trust a b*t*h, they all be back stabbers At the strip living life, eating lamb, throwing cash Been grinding for three seasons so this summer, I'ma show my a** Used to laugh, seen 'em out and asked 'em where the jokes was at Gone but not forgotten, made a killing off of Joker's Stash Acting bad, spent two thousand on a coat in Saks Out the way chilling, plotting on a M, just smoking thrax You a ball hogger, brodie open, I'ma throw the pa** If it's smoke, like a three five, I'ma blow his a** Pretty b*t*h with white acrylic nails with the toes to match Cutting up in Bloomingdale's then f**ked around and broke a rack I see a M right in front of me, that's where my focus at The way these hoes attracted to the cheese, I just know they rats First thing she do that I don't like, I throw her in a blender Poured a whole pint last summer, woke up in December She used to ho me, now she in my likes, I hope the ho remember Light skin with that water, I don't think the ocean wetter It's 2021, it's too much money, how you still poor? Rap star, I think it's time to go and cop a billboard Sh*t really hit me, just performing at The Fillmore Something like that statue in New York, I got the real torch At the strip living life, eating lamb, throwing cash Been grinding for three seasons so this summer, I'ma show my a** Used to laugh, seen 'em out and asked 'em where the jokes was at Gone but not forgotten, made a killing off of Joker's Stash Acting bad, spent two thousand on a coat in Saks Out the way chilling, plotting on a M, just smoking thrax You a ball hogger, brodie open, I'ma throw the pa** If it's smoke, like a three five, I'ma blow his a**
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