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I been itching for a plot, yeah
But ain't no waving cannons on my block, no
7th Ward Lord, take a shot, yeah
I'ma keep my head down (Don't give a f**k)
Switching scripts, they're never in the same spot, yeah
f**k this music sh*t, I'm itchin' for a plot, yeah
Ain't no, ain't no f**king digits on my clock, no
I ain't one of y'all, just let me rot, yeah
I was just with Peep in London
Still feel like I don't exist at all, no
f**k this social gathering
I'ma smoke a square out in the f**king hall, yuh
They told me watch out for the snakes
But they forgot about the plague
And the AK and with Lil Remains
And the AK and what little remains, what little remains

Prolly cop a script of Roxy, Oddy kinda sloppy
Got me dodgin' all these bodies, bodybag 'em in thе lobby
Droppin' Adderall in alcohol, and then I pop a f**king Oxy
I'm a zombie, I'm a mothеrf**king dead man walking
Speak on Oddy name, it's just another dead man talking
Got these dead men stalking, copy silhouette chalky
Typin' out your problems, just another red-handed Hawking
Cherry-flavored d**k, Ruby got these chickenheads squawking
Do it how I does it, yeah, f**k the way they say they taught me
Please just f**king off me
Plague is pleading for diseases, so y'all, get the f**k up off me
Only sayin' cheese when I ask how much they brought me
f**k a frame freeze
Command delete on these f**king paparazzi's offspring

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