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$LUMPED WHIP (original version)
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Uhh I'm Slumpin' (Stick) Slumpin' (Stick) Slumpin' (Stick, Stick, f**k) Chasing dreams that are bigger than me Only things that used to matter was pu**y and tree (pu**y and tree) And praying that the racist cop won't erase me Ignorance is still bliss No accountability Falling for the one girl That I take the time to Text back (stick) (?) the facetime I guess I backed the (?) Why you trying to back (?) And n***a I'm on my grind You were (?) It's the money over b*t*hes Headshots to any snitches Got your n***as Digging ditches, you don't wanna try me Roll this fire tree All I sell is fire tree Broward got more drama Than the (?) See, you wasn't there from the start You tryna hear cause I'm popping I'm the sh*t, no f**k Cause these b*t*hes molly popping This, TENSAKI A picture of my life Struggles, the strife The dark and the light (Stick) Tryna see Can kill, like (?) and King Watch your back People saying you changed Do you, just do it yeah the nike saying n***as trying to kick it You'll soon wanna fight me Saying "b*t*hes on my d**k" Used to walk right past me Spit till my motherf**king throat gets raspy f**k that sh*t b*t*h We getting slumped round here motherf**ker Motherf**king b*t*hes on my d**k n***as don't know about this sh*t, b*t*h n***as wanna be like me, b*t*h Uh, I'm just a young n***a That's seen all the world's evil Afraid of my demons Ashamed of my people You think we're the same But surely we're unequal Life's just a story I'm waiting for my sequal Uh, I got my third eye open So I can see evil Looking at society You all are just (?) You're voiceless There is no We, the people Look at our mind b*t*h it is so feeble I think I need to stop taking Satan's advice Just cut down on my wrists Jus stop rolling the dice I wish I could warm my heart Cause that sh*t's colder than ice My lyrics leave silence Make you quieter than mice Ahh, Yeah Bricks, Bricks Yeah, Yeah, Stick, Stick Uhh, lightskin b*t*h And she look like Keisha Had to queef on me so she look like Keisha Your b*t*h look Queesha By b*t*h (?) Pack another hoe And I hit her with Denisha Nae-nae Your hoe look like shay-shay Your hoe wanna fu- Haha Stick, Stick And I pull out the big I got lots of hoes on me I got lot's of f**kin bricks Stick, Stick I got money on me, homie I pack a pistol n***a, if you want it I get on me Whooh Get it off me Your b*t*h (?) your coffee Drink that pu**y, slurp it like It's coffee Toffee I be talking to my n***as in the back of the lac All my n***as with the triggers We be pistol popping I pull it out Don't give no options Got your homie running, gunning Gunning all your homies down n***a, Ahh
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