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Yo
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
Yeah
Woah, woah, woah, Celty

Rollin' 'round in a stolen cop car
Siren buggin' out like a glitch inside the graphics card
F**k gifts, I'm the grinch, I just drop bars
Oldschool motherf**ker, young but my heart's in the
90's, I just do it how I please
No rules, no police, mile long rap sheet
Oh my God, run if you see me on a beat
I'll never come clean, how I do it this clean
Creep, tip toe around while u sleep
I'm up inside their dreams like Freddie but it's me
"I'm drownin', Tommy" like Jason in the lake
Grab a rake, get the leaves in order then break
Fake, I don't slither 'round with a snake
Still rigid, like a knife blade
Aim it for the face
Aimin' for the greats
Big boss, movin' silent, slow paced
Heartbreak Swaine
Leave 'em flattened like a crepe
Battle like I'm Conan the Barbarian
This whole f**kin' area my shoulders been carryin'
I'm collectin' teeth like a fairy is
Me and Celty finna show you what scary is
Alien spandex
I'm comin' out of space like I'm healin a complex
I'm runnin' out of states like I'm runnin for congress
I digress, uh
Show me who's next, I bet I'm them
So many song's it's never an end, endless
Fallin' down a hole, walls smoothed, you can't catch edge
Ballin' like I'm Dennis Rodman, defenseman
Never miss a target I'm marksman, uh

Yeah (Mm, mm)
23, Retro 7 feet like I'm 23 (Like I'm 23)
Guillotine
His b*t*h gave me head, no guillotine (No guillotine)
Purple pee
All this drank I'm sippin' suck my energy, aye, uh (Sip, sip)
Every shot is going in, I guarantee (Shot is going in)
Bounce back
I just grabbed an ounce, but where the ounce at? (Where the ounce at?)
Chest that, heart attack
7 gram blunt about to blow my f**king chest back (Blow my f**king chest back)
Pretty lil' b*t*h had said she wonder where I stay at (Wonder where I stay)
Owls on my clothes inside my closet where I lay at (Wonder where I lay)
If I'm in the field I feel like José Reyes (Yeah)
F**k her through the night and in the morning make a day appt
She need a place to k at
F**k that, Backwoods guts tasting like I got a lip packed
Rollin' keef dust and I'm 'bouta take a big nap
His b*t*h made me bust, no click clack (Ow)
Shiny on my neck cost big racks
Shiny on my neck like an Ems dispatch, yeah

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