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Lobash-Lobash Gon catch that throw-back throw-back Hold that snap and roll back Nope I dont control that Back when we was youngers moving out and looting london Jump the gate we got that new pack for consumption Ticket officer got no assumption cos we roll in comfort Cosy boy No longer on our lonely boy Operation f**k the country up and get clubbers jumping Omg you must be up to something Looking suss at me like what you mean? I do not hold no 1PLSD or gram of Ketamine inside my Louis-V I never even heard of diemethyltryptamine Loaded of a bowl off salvia thats never me Only ever took a trip to venice beach But I never went to venice beach There ain't no controlling me All these older folk are groaning about these drillers and their melanine I just get the pistol loaded now the jury choking Keep it real I got the hooded motive Rolling through your gated community Stay protecting all my felons like Macaulay Culkin There ain't no raiding my evergreen Now I got the juice there ain't no trading my recipe Like KFC but I got that Kobe Bryant chopper Switch to the heart of the beat and I'm making my mark of the beast to the path of elites Way to far for defeat and you ain't gonna bargain with me Armed to the teeth and the lipdrip ill thats a carpenters fee b*t*h we rolling deep and stay invincible Living at the pinnacle Still I had some time to take your lady out to dinner though Spread open like centrefold for me I'm In between a riddle Do I hit the lick and get the sinner out Live like Rin a killer bro Or keep it easy steer away from medicals Feet down with the stereo Booming Redefine a missiletoe The minimal is barring out the lyrical They asking who I do it for People back in jericho I never met them but I'm Living in their image though Welcome to the Intro The current vibe is spiritual Better take it metaphysical Your listening to icaro Whipping up a party The crowd going hysterical Strapped hard I'm back Ready for snacks like pacman Murder pu**y on sight, cat scan Blunt rolled tighter than nun bums Ghost socials Im too cool for karma f**k a like I put my thumbs up a bra and squeeze f**ked the b*t*h rough push her breasts down hard on chair now she nipple crippled Flipped the script at the studio for having a no nude co-star I don't cosign my whole class How you a freshman with no bars? One side you got face tats and ski masks Other half bunch of wannabe woke artist getting sold out for cars cash and rollies I know your background but these days I'm so heartless I should come through with a crowbar But lets be honest the the preach mode is over Chasing fools gold and lewd rooks Times up I clocked you ain't hood Try imagining 2Pac Tik-Toking to Drake That's your lane so go ahead Imma be role playing project bluebook I dont do hooks I got enough punchlines to rope-a-dope and trade a gut bang for a rude look You won't catch me outside Stamp me outside Never Foot down I'm gaslightning the pedal Enjoy your trap life Ever week I'm back harder than ever Got the fans mouthwide So f**k your clout vibes f**k your record company annual target outlines f**k the feds and f**k the Tri-Lateral commission Gotta re-route music back to the outliers Lobash pull up with a gat the size of Eifflel I ain't tryna amass no fans more like emancipate the rivals And bring back a dapper share to the rappers air like a Russian man practising slapoeria I'm really hashing out your manners now Bag em up the body dropping out the paleka Sweat iffy if your Patek drippy Me & Rin on some next dizzy business Kill switch lifted For all appearences the pills are gifted Murals are drawn for those born as aurora borealis...
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