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"What an excellent day for an exorcism" Yeah, hoe Yeah, hoe Yeah, hoe Yeah, hoe Yeah, hoe Yeah, hoe Ay, yeah, hoe Ay! It’s Bahjii, b*t*h! A.k.a. Greatness (Uh-huh) That funky purp be my fragrance I love that gas and I’m shameless Puffin' big B’s while I lane switch Dustin' all these n***as y’all bang with Special victim, lil maggot, we heinous Chew you up, spit ya out like a danish No games, leave a f**k n***a brainless (You scared?) You punk-ass n***as be the strangest Got you scared, that’s real entertainment Never in my muhf**kin' life been a plaintiff Lil John Doe, untraced, he nameless Ride round with Migos, rims stainless Lil' n***a don’t know it get dangerous (Woo!) Pop the trunk, goddamn it’s spacious! One in the head, they finna make it painless All this money I’m gripping I don’t give a damn who witnesses Me get the money and flip it I'm runnin these bands with a swift-uh-ness And all y’all n***as gon' feel this muhf**kin' hate in ya blood, that’s a sick-uh-ness I murk anything I touch Bahj MoRey, the motherf**king Exorcist I’m gunning for the top spot (Uh-huh) Gon' have all these n***as big M-A-D Y'all fake in y’all songs (Y'all mad!) You n***as sell lies, call ya big C-A-P Original motherf**king style, lil' b*t*h I really don’t care who feeling me Not a ne'er n***a gon' stop the grind I'ma get what I want, no L-I-E (No lie) I’m gunning for the top spot Gon' have all these n***as big M-A-D Y'all fake in y’all songs You n***as sell lies, call ya big C-A-P Original motherf**king style, lil' b*t*h I really don’t care who feeling me Not a ne'er n***a gon' stop the grind I'ma get what I want, no L-I-E Yeah, hoe (Yeah, hoe) Yeah, hoe (Yeah, hoe) Pattah (Yeah, hoe) I'm so flexin' in this Lambo Blacker than a sambo Draco light you like a candle Gun you down like Rambo Have you sh*ttin' out a pampo Oops, I mean, "Pamper" Told your b*t*h I need a sampler pu**y stink like a hamper Where you put the dirty clothes at (Ew!) Coke where you put your nose at (Ew!) That's gon' have the track jumping back VVS's on my teeth I'm a big cat and you meeces Shuttin' all you lil' n***as down like feces Assault rifles and some bales of that Cali good In a ol' North Memphis hood'll have you to the good Pockets swollen like a pregnant b*t*h's belly Mercedes inside peanut butter, outside jelly (Ew!) I’m gunning for the top spot (Uh-huh) Gon' have all these n***as big M-A-D Y'all fake in y’all songs (Y'all mad!) You n***as sell lies, call ya big C-A-P Original motherf**king style, lil' b*t*h I really don’t care who feeling me Not a ne'er n***a gon' stop the grind I'ma get what I want, no L-I-E (No lie) I’m gunning for the top spot Gon' have all these n***as big M-A-D Y'all fake in y’all songs You n***as sell lies, call ya big C-A-P Original motherf**king style, lil' b*t*h I really don’t care who feeling me Not a ne'er n***a gon' stop the grind I'ma get what I want, no L-I-E
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