Yuh!
Duh!
Ay, b#tch
I know i got problems, b#tch
Two glocks i got options
That lil hoe, man she ain’t poppin’
30 turned him into waka flocka
30 make him shake his dreads
That n#gg# want me, he the feds
I don’t wanna shake his hand, i don’t wanna know that man
When i pop out with that .30, they like “what the f#ck he doin’ ?”
When i pull so g#dd#mn fast
Make sure all the grams there so i can rob for your grams
I will rob a n#gg# out the blue and rob him with no hands
I’m like “uh-uh lil mama, back up, you a fed”
If i up this bih then on my head, it blows like a fan
They tried to ban me off of youtube (rxk)
I’ma walk out in that b#tch real quiet (like rxk)
So many 30s me and pap matched
So many 30s on me, i need a {?}
You know that that’s my home if i leave my hat
Dat not my b#tch, she let me leave the house without the strap
I f#ck that b#tch two times, three times, four times, five times from the back
I keep on coming back to back to back to back to back
I look like snoop dogg in a tanktop
I look like famous dex with the famous {?}
I feel like {?} davis, kicking b#tches out the hummer
I feel like oj juiceman, 32s on hummers
I might go out like i’m patman, put a cartier on my eye
I’ma walk in like i’m chief keef, macaroni time
I’m like “b#tch, you know what this sh#t costs? you know what it costs?”
I’ma smoke on that newport till that sh#t gone
They like “neph, you need to turn up, you on that lazy shit”
I’m like “hoe, b#tch, what you talk about, watch ya lip”
Make a b#tch sh#t on they self like they lil reese
I’m sh#tting out hallow points, i ain’t lil reese
Catch a opp, shoot his #ss in the neck like lil reese
Shoot me in my neck, i stay alive like i’m lil reese
She think i sound like barry white but b#tch this lil baby
It’s texas time, she got her stomach out with her t#tt#es
Next album, i’ma rap about doing coke
My manager told me “stop rapping like this”
My new manager, he pap and he talkin’ sh#t
I’m like “pap, book a show”, he like “we gon book a b#tch”
I look like {?} when i walk in
Based god
Pap buyin’ margielas
Based god
Ay!
Uh, uh, hat
Burr!
Hm-mmm!
Glee!
Takeoff ! disney dumber than takeoff !
Hell nah !
Back to back to back to back to back !
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