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If I say I'ma ride, then they with me Safety first, but the strap is a glizzy We gon' circle the block and get busy (*Gunshot*) What you talkin' 'bout? N***as get risky And you pushin' your bro, he a sissy Got hoes textin' my phone, say they miss me F**kers feel like we back in the sixties (*Gunshot*) (Six) If I say I'ma ride, then they with me Safety first, but the strap is a glizzy We gon' circle the block and get busy (*Gunshot*) What you talkin' 'bout? N***as get risky And you pu**y yo bro, he a sissy N***as lyin', they say that they Richie Got hoes textin' my phone, say they miss me (*Gunshot*) F**kers feel like we back in the sixties B*t*hes do anything for a check I ain't tip her, man, now she upset Tell these hoes to get sponsored by Nike (*Gunshot*) Trust me, I know these n***as don't like me And it's only enough when I'm dinin' I'm a savage, we swappin', no swappin' It's why I'm cuttin' off n***as, they dyin' (*Gunshot*) Yeah, do or die, yeah Do or die, do or try Yeah, yeah, who am I? Skip got that bounce, it go crazy Dances, Spanish town hundred, but I'm not a saint Mozart inna di band, Noah's Ark inna di rain Come from the sky, crash down plane Skillet cooker playin' 'Nuff man, mi know, sell Mary Jane 'Nuff man, mi know, Abel fi kill Cain Head shot, Kurt Cobain, fallout, money treein' Gi' a gyal mi c*cky, mek har levitate, David Blaine Seems like di man tun, seems like mi brotha tun Insane, God's name in vain Codeine, cocaine, f**k liquor, I been winnin' In veins, bloodstream, lion p*ss, do 'em in Seen pain, kill pain, ordained prophet Detain, in chains, mek har ride di riddim, right brain Get the logic from my left brain Touch mi gyal, brush them off Cut them off, against the grain I'm a demon in a condemned care canteen Front page, glean up, die sheen, R&B Are known in, pimp get di gyal Put up on street, public, do 'em in Steady win, the ways you seen But sustain, slow bill Slow kills, Quentin Tarantino Did the two, let out bloody pens Push it, look like M.C., I ducked it when mi tek it all di keys When mi see, I rock with no cheers Set them up, then we're skiers, set them up without beat Yeah, yeah, turn the autotune down Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Uh, uh, I'ma, I'ma, sick Sick (Sick) Sync, sick (Sick) Sick (Drr, brrt) I need more headphone volume, yeah I need more headphone volume, yeah Catch a viking in the volume, yeah You can hear that through the sonics, yeah I only f**k wit' gyal ebonics, yeah Straight out the trap, it's exotic, yeah Tropical, yeah And I talk 'bout Medusa, I love it Treat that head like a turkey, I stuff it (Stuff it) All ah di gyaldem waan fi gimme boss dome Tek mi sword, stop eh cold Santa know, yuh badda than a box of cigarette Got a big choppa, heart-stopper No manners, Big Poppa Don Dadda in Americana Still a wear di green and yellow, black burner Inna uptown, have a king face Like di king sword, drive down downtown Touch at di partner, dem a bruk down Bleed me or di pasa, pasa, pasa Pon di river, then me gon' die With some Rastas, with some Christians Smokin' ganja, the Lord Jesus is my chiropractor When mi need di healing in my doctor, back to Earth Call me Peter when I'm choppin' ears off Call me Top Boy, I've been sellin' pound fa' pound Scholar tunnel vision with no cap and gown Me and Jeremy took it over million This is for my jit, I put in a college fund I'ma get that jit more than this kind son Make a toast to harder a**holes Not in my prime, but I'm still in the Amazon Body sumo wrestler, hit 'em out of bounds When I pull up, hit a lick, Indiana Jones She want give me kitty, baby, keep the boom Got a wifey takin' care of tippy tippy Got a ballerina, always count 'em toes I just try this first, she got me out the zone Melody hypnotic, temptation harmonic Singin' upper tonic, yuh Back to the topic, no more partners, I need dollars Got a shawty, she gon' pop it, she a star, like Madonna Africana khaki, Hotel Rwanda, anaconda Lord, forgive me, I'ma f**k the digits No a****ery, but I let the patna kiss the one of [?] in it I ain't do no phonics, but it's so ironic, I'm the hottest topic My mama drop me (Mama), sicky in the heady, crack baby N***a psychotic, n***a Steve Jobs, n***a so fanatic "I am such a motherf**ker But I will go f**k your mother" Yuh, shee, yuh kidda Stay pon street with God and the peace, in the street Touch word, woman see, all di rapper, dem a pree All di bees in the trees and a coolin' breeze From creation, God in it Life really comin' and I get it from positivity See the yin-yang bling bling, chargin' it The enemy [?] with the apple [?] Now see me step pon this snake and get dark in it Call fi mi, God, I'm the one, Samuel Prophet, dark morning, bang, residual, baby, Mom Take a Addy, make it go away, put it down Mi cyaan fall, know your peace, get told to stop Oh, oof, oh, oof, oh, ts, oh, ts Oh, yeah, diligent, talkin' deals, in a Hebrew court, synagogue Chosen one, is he real? Israel, ask God I'm located in the sky, get off me I'm at risk, this type of life is cost to me One, zero, and below, they get frosty They try to lock me, I done made dem car piece I don't need a presidential I ain't snitchin', gettin' out like Bob D I get picked up in di presidential car No content, I ain't content, no, not at all Like glue, Sean Paul, yuh see it? She sorta c*cky, but this a nuh soca, this is dancehall, yuh see it? Mi come find di light, run inna di dark like a marathon, yuh see it? man, pull a dandelion Cyaan f**k wid disrespect (Not at all) Bring yuh mathematics when it come to trigonometry N***a, don't try it (Not at all) Not a gyallis, but di gyal in my blood At mi phone like when you take a call (Not at all) Rather have an exotic than a goddamn Honda Accord (Not at all)
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