I could flash money but that sh#t too petty
Crash dummy when I hit that pinnacle
Brought the beat but that b#tch too heavy
Work for me, b#tch don’t get lazy
Hearse on ’em, rest mourning daily
Hearse up for me, grab that razor
Come on Stacy, I’m acting crazy
What?
Dead shot, I never f#cked my K/D
Lip-lock, I think I’m from the 80’s
Best off me, or your life get hazy
Toll booth, we stop they pay me
Babe Ruth, we fill they bases
They shoot with no questions later
Move around town like the mayor
Wasn’t there when I droppеd Unrendered
I talk likе I’m from the Barrens
Play hot like a b#tch embarrassed
Saw Bones, couldn’t stop the staring
“That’s hot”, the b#tch sound like Paris
That’s not who my [?] perish
Fast forward to the night I’m careless
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