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FLYGOD Ayo, brr Brr, ayo Ayo Ayo, I just heard Supreme done sold it's soul Got the hammers on the road, trunk lookin' like Lowe’s (Skrrt) Rockin' forty belows (Ah), these n***as is hoes (Ah) Miraculous flows, grip the MAC when I pose (Brr) Click-clack with the fours, mismatch with the poles Tre pound with the nine, I think I'm outta my mind (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Rhymes ahead of my time, broad day with the—, uh Broad day with the vibes, hundred shots to arise (Brr) Some live, some die, headshot both times (Boom, boom, boom, boom) Shooter on coke lines, had him seizin' both times (Ah) Ayo, mink draggin' down Fifth Ave, peep thе posture (Ah) Doctor Romanelli, match the patеnt leather Pradas (Ah) Seen the best fold, some turned for a dollar Some turned state courtroom like an opera Me, I'm just the illest n***a walkin', Gallery Department We pulled up to spark sh*t (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom) Both hands grippin' on the carbon (Doot, doot) Fiends might die, we got the best on the market (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, yo, ah) Since I turned to the boss life (Uh huh), I ain't really been y'all type (Nah) These b*t*hes be all tight, but they'll really be alright (Haha) I ain't sayin' sh*t, when I see 'em, it's on sight (Yup) They see me and bob and weave like they workin' for [?] (Ooh) Five star hitter (Yup), and I wife n***as (What else?) Sky's where I stack up dough, is you scared of heights, n***a? (Scared of heights, n***a) Lost it all, got it back twice on n***as (Twice on n***as) Grind hard, clean up nice, call me Lysol, n***as (Yup) Talk slick, we blow your groove back (Grrah, groove back) Windows up, roof back, La Perla drawers on the cooch cat (Ooh) Ass fat, itty-bitty is the waist size (The waist size) The Rollie cost a pretty penny, I don't waste time (True) Pretty little thing, got your honey hot (Honey hot) He got bread he wanna share (What you tell him?) I be sunny, pa Real cream, first lady of the ill team (Of the ill team, Griselda, b*t*h) Whole crew full of big steppers like a drill team (Woo) Yeah The Butcher comin', n***a I just want n***as to know that It's only one Griselda It's only one (Haha) Real sh*t, though Yo, ah, yo It ain't no debate if I'm real, you n***as like Kendall Gill I'm early '90s Shaquille if they ever base it off skill Too hot to take it to trial, n***a, I got a quarter mil' Quarter in my jewelry box, 'nother quarter for my appeal Loyalty and respect, I wore that sh*t like a shill Ask about me, I'm the boss, who the f**k gon' tell me to chill? Thousand grams at my b*t*h crib, you don't know how that feel On my fourth bust down watch and never had me a deal, uh Two diamond rings on the hand that fed sharks I done lapped rap n***as that y'all gave head starts I graduated right from the trap from a head start These n***as know where I'm from, my block like a landmark I got the Louis V kicks, the trench, and scarf I'm like Dre, Jay Electronica, and Marc', uh Whole team lit, this what you get when you playin' smart When you got integrity, longevity, and heart The Butcher, n***a Griselda by Fashion Rebels
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