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(2014)

I'm with valentine we getting to this back
Glock in my pants that's why they sag
(Glock in my pants that's why they sag)
I'ma OD I'm off this pack
That's a lie
I don't smoke no f**king pack
I'm off this gas
Why you talking sh*t? better back up
She like my voice, made her act up
I just wake up and get my racks up
B*t*h I'm on the moon just like nasa
They was hating until I pa**ed them
They was hating until I pa**ed them
I don't need a house, f**k a mansion I live in a castle

I ain't mean to brag, but when it's getting dark, it's getting scary
P-P-Put a n***a in a body bag, I don't got time to bury
I feel like I'm Autumn!, make an album, call it Solitary
Now I'm with your b*t*h, she acting scary 'cause I popped her cherry
Don't got time to toy with n***as, ain't makin' noise with n***as
Put him in a body bag, sell him, I'm makin' eighty figures
I feel like I'm Summrs, stay with family, blood always thicker
I ain't tryna sound racist, but look at him, go get that nig-
(You can't change the world without getting your hands dirty)
(Skypefiend)
Blow that n***a's brains out, he was talkin' outta pocket
Keep that rocket in my pocket, b*t*h, I pop it like a socket
I want it, so I cop it, b*t*h, I pull up with exotic
That sh*t toxic, got me coughin', b*t*h, you oppin', yeah, you flodgin'
That n***a goin' crazy, guess he really got no father figure
I was on Omegle last night, keep me out the f**kin' picture
Read it like a scripture, b*t*h, I'm rollin' up a Swisher
Talk down on me like Twiki', swear to God you meet the clipper

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah (Yeah, yeah)
We dont give a f**k, bout what u thinking bout
B*t*h im in yo house, I took the scenic route
B*t*h im in yo crib with a stick, with a glick
Sendin' 666 shots to yo ribs
F**k yo b*t*h I insist, that's just how it is
I got unspoken rizz

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