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Yuh-uh-yeah I'm out of reach, you would need a larger arm span Obvious out ya league, y'all don't wanna start a contest That kind of pressure cause a heart cramp You gon' need a squad and a body guard with a Narcan 'Til we find you in the CPR, can This be on the record that I'm getting harmed by the armed men You're famous, I know who you are, you got no star- Power looking like you play guitar in a garage band Me, I'm a spectacle to see I might just be chillin' at the crib and get a check from overseas Bigger than a kid who went and got his medical degree That's a week's work P, urban edibles are free Choke 'em out, don't let 'em breath That's a question not to wrestle with It's like a skippin' then I get obsessed with death and kiss That b*t*h, goodbye, with that energy that Ekoh had Kill 'em, bury him outside of Vegas where it's desolate There ain't no repair kits, this where your career end You about to tear this track up? That's some batsh*t In the woods [?] Air France Take a shot of this, pour a glass Started in that pornographic, had her bending over on the toilet there Posing for the 'gram like I'm [?] Ahead of rappers, they so overpopulated They don't want a problem straight up Mainly by the [?] when the people make an observation They checking me out, Holly thought they had [?] When they see me [?] livin' [?] they forget it 'Cause I ain't putting up with sh*t for one more minute I be beating on these kids like an abusive babysitter, motherf**ker It's Rittz, b*t*h
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