Correction Lyrics Unkown by GAWNE

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Bounced back from that stroke, b*t*h I’m still smokin’ that dope
Self control? Yo hell no, no like Bill Cosby I don’t
I’m the GOAT, I make money
I rock clothes, I f**k hoes
I just lied, No I don’t
Cause I’m tired, and broke
So I let bygones be bygones
They talk sh*t, gossip, obnoxious, it’s bogus
Toxic and it’s nonsense and bullsh*t
Never let nobody curve my focus
Icon when the mic’s on, white mom
With a Nikon and her nylons take photos
Ex girl want a tripod, my God
My ex girl with a tripod
She crazy female, whipped like V12
All that legroom but no seatbelt
Tell the labels spare the details
Hit my PayPal, not my e-mail
While I’m fighting through it with the might of druids
Use the lighter fluid to ignite the music
Then I might get spewin’ all the sound pollution
That is undisputed because none repute it
I’m still a monster, one millie rock
And at will I’m conjuring’ Willy Wonka
So dilly, dilly, that is my motto
When poppin’ bottles, a desperado
Still yet to follow that fellow Donald
On his twitter feed but oh gee, I hope
We can all agree that I’m a G.I. Joe
When I infiltrate Washington, D.C
And date Ivanka
Oh man, I get mad and go ham
Kid, I’m bad to the bone, yeah
So don’t ever mess with a Zohan
Otherwise, we might throw-hands
Otherwise we might slow dance
Otherwise, you gettin’ crushed like a coke can
Raw as f**k like f**kin’ without a Trojan
B*t*h better get with da program
I gonads, you no nads
Don’t even got hair on your balls
In the rap game, and I’m very involved (Uh)
We live in America dog (Doo doo doo)
And I bury you all
Catchin’ bodies like cemeteries
Sh*t’s getting scary like pedophiles
In seminaries, say your hail marries
Cause we air it out like aerosol and I’m
Super human, lit by nuclear fusion
Spit with a lit fuse infusing
What I rip, then I spit this lit music’s
An illusion red pill with the blue pill
In the matrix and I’m too ill with the new skill
When I slay this
Y’all stopped chasing that greatness
Grew complacent, so yo
F**k the mumble! You motherf**kers
Are one hit wonders while I’m one hit from
Being the number one and that’s probably Jungle
So cowabunga! F**k being humble! Yeah
F**k the mumble! You motherf**kers
Are one hit wonders
I never gave the minimal, I swear to god
I’ll make it to the pinnacle of spittin’ flow
I’m never gonna ever be pitiful with a syllable
The hottest? Man I gotta be
I aught to be an oddity
I’m probably gonna give myself a bodily lobotomy
The hot in me is not to be
Mistaken for a prodigy
Cause every time I get up on the mic
I been GODLY

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