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F**k all you dumba**es, b*t*hes man
Talking sh*t
I swear to god
F**k all you dumba**es saying I robbed you
Cause I did
Watch it, pu**y
Do something
I'ma just keep doing it
Ya dig?

I hit the bank b*t*h I run to the money
Boy I’m with the sh*ts so best tell me what's funny
I'm smashing her pu**y ? d**k to her tummy
I’m poppin', im flashin', you broke and you bummy
This body I got that boy look like a mummy
I can't hit no b*t*h cause she look kinda chubby
But she can get sold to a junkie
Ho please close your mouth you be making me happy
Her pu**y gross I can't lick it, its yucky
Still the same sh*t when I slide in Kentucky
Get hit by raptor, I spend, you be lucky
Lot of these b*t*hes be fat, they not busting
Takе a look inside the trap, the black puppy
Shе give me brain you know I like to study
? they gon' hate and then love me
Yo brodie say he got your back, where was he?
Lean in my liver, my vision get fuzzy
Go hit her then quit her then tell her she ugly
Pants don't even fit her so why you waste money
Slide in your city this chopper go dummy
I be holdin' on six boy I feel like a monkey
Posted with your main b*t*h in the back gettin’ funky
I throw shade at your clique cause you act like some junkies
If I’m not getti'n lick then I’m countin' up cudi
Mayhem
If I cannot kill you the bank can
I got the glick in my right hand
Boy I see you its on sight man
Load up the gun and go stupid
I shoot his a** right in the heart like I'm cupid
Off the yayo I got energy
B*t*hes already know that I be booted
Label take my cash I'm suing, aye
I got no room for improvements, aye
I do not think I just do it, aye
I’m number one, I'm disputed, aye
Antisocial I'm secluded aye
B*t*hes know how I am moving, aye
Smokin' on gas, I'm pollutin', ay
Play with her pu**y its oozin', aye
I like to kill I get violent, aye
You hear them sounds in the sirens, ay
I do not shop what u buyin', ay
You know I feel like a tyrant, ay
Sneak in his house really silent, yea
I hit the R's like a pirate, yea
See 'em all duck when I fire, yea
Pop me a perc and get tired, yea
I see that boy is a liar, woah
She is a sl*t, you can buy her, woah
Body that I can admire, no
She see my d**k in my pants and it grow
She like to dance and it cause she a ho
Slingin' OG even if I'm not home
I chose this life because it was owed
Police get you shot up and just do what you're told
And use your b*t*h and now she growin' mold
B*t*h I'm a reaper, I be slashin' souls
I got a hole in these pants 'cause I stole them
Voices in my head, I swear I can't control them
Girls in my DMs and so I had to post 'em
Pullin' the trigger it look like a colon
Aiming my shots like I'm wide open
Talkin' to much in yo head, gettin' broken
What
B*t*h you know I'm a god
Came off with nothing on my body, I know where the cameras are
Gold on my mouth and I'm eatin' on caviar
Girl take a bite out the b*t*h like a candy bar
,get turned to a sports car
Sellin' that dope got me feelin' like Escobar
Bro lined you up, tellin' me where you are
B*t*h, stupid, huh
Suck on my d**k and die, pu**y
F**k did you think?
83
Criminal, yeah

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