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Light it and get it away White just makes me safe Lost and then betting all day Look what we did all year Light it and get it away White just makes me safe Lost and then betting all day Look what we did all year Worst from the whip Look how I handle my drip Might run away in the mix Never come back, never miss All of you people can kiss, not from the lips Worst from the whip Look how I handle my drip Might run away in the mix Never come back, never miss All of you people can kiss, not from the lips Cold like your skin off the meth Jadeci hot as your breathe Hot as your b*t*h in the back of Civic Who flashing her chest to impress That is a wave to a flex Turning you rappers to dust Even though that's not enough Might go the length for the money and b*t*hes And shot your a** down with the snub Jadeci came from the mud My flows so hot it can burn up a rock Might turn you rappers still walking with sauce Turning your innocence onto a boss F**k your opinion, I'm making a bop Making your daughter go doggy a bone Flow make you feel like you pa**ing a stone Come into town and I buckle your bones All that I had was the mic and a poem Black winded tint does my chrome unintended Black widow coming to take all your children She on the premises swallowing children Taking more liq with the mouth than a dentist I need my cut, ain't no barber could fix it I need a b*t*h who'd be down for a mission Leak out my poison to kill all the fishes You tell my story to scare off a witness Light it and get it away White just makes me safe Lost and then betting all day Look what we did all year Light it and get it away White just makes me safe Lost and then betting all day Look what we did all year Worst from the whip Look how I handle my drip Might run away in the mix Never come back, never miss All of you people can kiss, not from the lips Worst from the whip Look how I handle my drip Might run away in the mix Never come back, never miss All of you people can kiss, not from the lips I left my past in the realm Then I come back with a belt Now I be grippin' the critics I'm ringing they necks and I'm spitting more bars then a motherf**kin' cell (Yeah) That little mama a pepper Skin color looking nutella That pu**y cuddled a boy Now I be selfish for woman Who down with the message Livin' my life of a chemist Mixing my medicine fetish Now I be laying my pain with the rose That was built for an innocent rhyming lieutenant Heard your band cooking up but moving too grease Heard your band looking at my name on the screen You don't wanna know when I'm bustin' out the lock You don't wanna know when I'm coming for your spot Heard your band playing all my snaps in the whip Heard your band trying to make a rap but you miss You don't wanna know when I'm mad on a verse You don't wanna know what the pa**ion could burn Heard your band cooking up but moving too grease Heard your band looking at my name on the screen You don't wanna know when I'm bustin' out the lock You don't wanna know when I'm coming for your spot boy
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