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Yo Straight up, I be at the top Look at these hoes they about to drop On they knees and get jaw locked Y'all b*t*hes you love to talk I come around and yo mouth stop Typical sh*t I see a lot All my n***as we some Black Ops We a**a**inatin' them bad cops F**k y'all you can suck a c*ck I makin' move, you a f**kin' rock Rap game, onslaught I'm Wal-Mart, you a pawn shop I'm swattin' b*t*hes JJ Watt None of y'all bout the red dot Lil Wayne we got the block hot She look at me and see my wrist watch My times comin' your's not Your ugly a** need a face swap You a Shrek b*t*h, you be from the swamp I got you now and I'm about to taunt I got yo sister, you gon' be an aunt I always keep it in the family I'm so foul they gonna ban me Keep it Disney we're Bambi They in the bando with the enemy They keep tryna plan the end of me They hidin' out like a centipede They look at me and I'm the center piece Sendin' out my sign of peace I'm buyin' sh*t, while you got a lease Always keep yo b*t*hes on a leash They p*ss me off, they unleash the beast I got they mommas sayin' rest in peace Right when I drop rock a peace I'm ballin' b*t*hes like the middle east I'm risin' up that's some bread yeast All my n***as is about to feast I got y'all if you got me We flash like paparazzi Send a b*t*h home in a taxi These drug dealers try to tax me They mad the b*t*h gon' fax me I keep it real no acting We all bomb, they all fallin' This rap game is my main con I don't give a f**k if it don't work out This sh*t me, that's what I'm about I see your b*t*h and imma end her drought I got her now, I'm finna eat the trout There's nuts there, go all out Toxic bars, you all fallin' out Fat b*t*h, she a little stout Back up, you ain't touchin' now Send a b*t*h to go run her mouth These hoes vicious like crocodile Love you, b*t*h how? You cheated like a Drake freestyle Hold up, you ain't runnin' now Hoes comin' gotta block em out We get em fat, we don't chase em now We get em fat, we don't chase em now Yo, uh Comin' back for that round two First time had to drown you Now it's time for me to burn you Your times due, I'm cookin' rhyme stew Pig cops tryna guess who Steady trailin' on hot the pursuit But the sneak kids still get the loot To yourself like your own truth I'm standin' up for the new youth Exposin' sh*t cause we need the truth Yeah, I'm exposin' sh*t cause we need the truth (Malone, B*t*h) Watch [?] I'm hittin' n***as, new flows I gotta get it Man I get up on the beat You know I gotta be the new Rose Not D. Rose, my team rose My old rows are my D. Rose Sh*t is easy n***a Free throws, you don't go as hard as my teams goes Nah, cookin' sh*t I got my own flame now Better hide, I let the flows rain down And we smokin' dope, you know a n***a got my own strain now Feelin' super fly and n***a gotta get my own plane now No change now Used to go to school in my mamas car but now I feelin' grown I got my own range now No shame now, n***as lookin' so plain wow I be feelin' groovie n***a, guess I'm black and white I'm like a soul plain cow I'm whippin', I'm whippin' I feel like I'm up in my own lane now So trained, how does a n***a do it when I'm f**kin' up the whole game now
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