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The One You Hate
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TOKYO’S REVENGE
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Grr, Pow Pow Let's go Let's go Akachi on the beat lil b*t*h Pow Pow Pow Pow Pow Pow My dot red, just like Clifford Let's go, yeah Yeah it's Brick, the one that you hate (b*t*h, b*t*h) Give me the beat and get ate like some steak You ain't ever had it hard, you ain't move no way I had just dropped the smith, finna go get the A Finna save I ain't got no K Just suck on the d**k, I don't go on no dates Feel like Pica**o, I'ma paint on her face On the way to that bed, first place in the race Finna beat his a** up like Mayweathеr (b*t*h) Diamonds on me I be changing the wеather Me and my b*t*h finna f**k her together She fallin' in love, she made me a header (yeah) Just like killers, I earn my stripes B*t*h with a d**k on a Glock like a dyke (uh huh) Set his a** up, that's a b*t*h that I like Top tier, number one, b*t*h that's right And these pussies did nothin' (huh, yeah) When I pull up on the scene, bet that choppa get to jumpin' I'm a young rich jit, turn nothing into something Fell in love with this sh*t, like McDonalds, I love it Finna go get the stick, go get the chop (b*t*h) Air out the street, air out the block (b*t*h) Hunnid round drum, air out the Glock Use the whole brain, choppa then talk (let's go) In every city my name ringing bells Air out the Glock and then pick up the shells Came with the hammer, I'm ready to nail That b*t*h a** fell like a motherf**king well (uh) Pray for the worst, pray for the best Glock came with a reality check (b*t*h) Real hell boy, it's ten on my neck F**k the fans, you want a big a** check Yeah it's Brick, the one that you hate (b*t*h) Give me the beat and get ate like some steak You ain't ever had it hard, you ain't move no way I had just dropped the smith, finna go get the A Finna save I ain't got no K Just suck on the d**k, I don't go on no dates Feel like Pica**o, I'ma paint on her face On the way to that bed, first place in the race (b*t*h, yuh, look) First place in the race I'ma motherf**king sick 'em My choppa eat n***as, I'm hungry, no hippo He hide like a monk, so I aim at his temple My shorty so simple, put d**k to her dimples You pull up, I pop him for chips like some pringles My b*t*h [?], so I need Duolingo with the stick so I feel like I'm Ringo Catch balls like a pimp, oh now he doing limbo (yeah) She throwing it back into the catch like a running back (yeah, yeah) Stick with a blade inside my pack, I'm a lumberjack (yeah) N***as ain't safe, I'ma be at where you mama at (yeah) Run in your place and spin your sh*t like a laundromat (uh) Keeping it real, isn't the vocal my real image? I pull up at your village, and shoot up your whole business And leaving in no witnesses, you said there was no killing Yeah I expect no differences (ha ha) For real, rich now I feel like we Made-It, Mike-WiLL Buy it outright, don't even look at my bill Pop pu**y a** n***a, leave him like pills (yeah) Tweaking, n***a get money so I [?] just like the weekend We might just take your top off like an impeachment Hit your boy with the sawed off, and now he's [?] Yeah it's Brick, the one that you hate (b*t*h) Give me the beat and get ate like some steak You ain't ever had it hard, you ain't move no way I had just dropped the smith, finna go get the A Finna save I ain't got no K Just suck on the d**k, I don't go on no dates Feel like Pica**o, I'ma paint on her face On the way to that bed, first place in the race (b*t*h)
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