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Brr, boom, boom, boom
Machine, what's good?
Lord, Lord!

Feast your eyes on the awesome and the real (Real)
Puck hit him on the side, he got tossed in the ear (Brr)
Fleeigo Delgado, this is gladiator school (Gladiator school)
Hot pipe in my hand, this a radiator tube (Boom)
Them shenanigans you play, now them hammers finna spray
Had him lackin' in the lobby, but his moms got in the way (Get the f**k out the way)
Drummin' with some iron sticks, coke dryin', fryin' fish (Whip)
Jungle Lord, got gorilla lungs and a lion wrist
Pots burnin', kids playin', block earnin', sh*t sprayin' (Brr)
Took it on consignment, knocked it off on his fifth payment
Loaf of Fred Fresh leave your sofa bed stretched
How you told the bros, "No", went and told the feds, "Yes"? (Pu**y)
I told Con, "Relax, I'ma hold down the MAC" (I got you)
I'm in the slums with the goons, where they flippin' hella packs (Lord, brr, yup)
I'm in the slums with the goons, where they flippin' hella packs (What you need, auntie?)

Bars like central booking, Flee and Con, know we cookin' (Whip it)
Nosy motherf**ker, catch a leg wound just for lookin' (Ah)
Gettin' to the mozzarella, ricotta plus a lot of cheddar
Went from Gs to the Ms, bro, we runnin' out of letters, Lord (We went from what? Huh?)
We went from thousands to millions, n***a (F**k out of here, brr, boom, boom, boom)

Hahaha, you n***as still broke, n***a (Hahaha)
Look, we want smoke, pu**y

My doctor was mad that I wouldn't let him operate (Get off me)
I bounced back, I just make more money than my doctor make (Hah)
Violate and you gettin' a surgeon and a doctor date (Uh huh)
Sound like a helicopter landin', all that noise my chopper make (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Ask if it's a problem, they won't answer me back (What you heard, n***a?)
I'm court side in Portland, Carmelo Anthony back (Hahahaha)
Really just came to see my plug, I go hand him the sack
I'm smilin' like Anderson .Paak when he hand me the packs, yeah (Gracias, amigo)

Hold on, let me hit this weed, n***a
Yeah, I got it

Gray spaceship, hop out, Fieg ASICS (Talk to 'em)
Told Flee, "You gon' be rich, you just gotta stay patient" (You gon' be rich, n***a)
My b*t*h lookin' like a young Sanaa Lathan
Sittin' ringside watchin' Tank Davis, Johnny Dang chain bracelet (Hah)
Pu**y n***as mad 'cause I'm eatin' and they can't take it (They mad)
'Bout to drop my album and the impact gon' shake pavement (Cap)
If it's smoke, four goons pull up with Ks wavin' (Brr)
A lot of bullets thrown like when Brady played Peyton
Yeah, rockin' designer to my drawers
N***as slidin' to the mall, but they ain't findin' this Dior, n***a (Hahaha)
We was in the trenches sellin' China by the store
Window-watcher in the trap, MAC-90 by the door (Talk to 'em)
In Houston, ridin' down Westheimer, in the car
That cost more than what you signed for, admire from afar
'Cause if a n***a run up on me, I'm firin' this rod
Chopper set you f**k n***as on fire, I'm the God, n***a (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Bars like central booking, Flee and Con, know we cookin' (Whip it)
Nosy motherf**ker, catch a leg wound just for lookin' (Ah)
Gettin' to the mozzarella, ricotta plus a lot of cheddar
Went from Gs to the Ms, bro, we runnin' out of letters, Lord (We went from what? Huh?)
We went from thousands to millions, n***a (F**k out of here, brr, boom, boom, boom)

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