This my year and I’m finna blow [Fah
I put it on God that I ain’t [Fah
I’m scream, “f#ck 12,” while I’m [Damn, what
I’ll step on whatever, n#gg#, yeah, I’m bold [Fah
And I’m bored of the clones, shit’s getting old [Yeah
I’m up on your muh’f#ckin’ block, [he a troll?
Flex, yeah, that n#gg# ho [Lay that n#gg# down, b#tch
Slide on his block, I’ma [aim out the?] scope
You slide on this block and I’m uppin’ the pole
To the clones, you know that I own
And I’m smoking your father, he getting me stoned [Fah
Last time we seen him, we did a n#gg# wrong [Fah, fah
We kings of the sound, you know who we are
We smoking your mother, you know this sh#t strong
We spinning these blocks in the muh’f#ckin’ dawn [Yeah]
n#gg#s bе talking that sh#t, in reality, wanna be me
Thеse n#gg#s be p#ss#, come see me
I feel like I’m Jordan, I’m uppin’ the 3-Peat
I ain’t never hiding, lil’ n#gg#, come peek me
f#ckin’ your b#tch in the telly, come treat me
Ain’t none of you n#gg#s can really defeat me
They p#ss#, they really tryna leak me
They mad as f#ck, them n#gg#s can’t [see?] me
I hop in that muh’f#ckin’ truck
I’ll spin a n#gg# block with no f#cks
These n#gg#s ain’t about it, they a [dub?
I’ll sell a n#gg# body like some muh’f#ckin’ drugs
On his feet like a muh’f#ckin’ rug
I’m f#ckin’ this b#tch, I do not wanna hug
She think she backdooring, she catching these slugs
Like a muh’f#ckin’ mug
This my year and I’m finna blow [Fah
I put it on God that I ain’t [Fah
I’m scream, “f#ck 12,” while I’m [Damn, what
I’ll step on whatever, n#gg#, yeah, I’m bold [Fah
And I’m bored of the clones, shit’s getting old [Yeah
I’m up on your muh’f#ckin’ block, [he a troll?
Flex, yeah, that n#gg# ho [Lay that n#gg# down, b#tch
Slide on his block, I’ma [aim out the?] scope
You slide on this block and I’m uppin’ the pole
To the clones, you know that I own
And I’m smoking your father, he getting me stoned [Fah
Last time we seen him, we did a n#gg# wrong [Fah, fah
We kings of the sound, you know who we are
We smoking your mother, you know this sh#t strong [Ayy, ayy
We spinning these blocks in the muh’f#ckin’ dawn [Ayy, ayy, on God]
[On God
High as a planet, b#tch, I’m on Pluto
Canada Goose, shoutout Justin Trudeau
, n#gg#, you can do more
Wrestle a n#gg# but I’m not Sumo
Wrestle a n#gg#, Rey Mysterio
On my mama, I don’t
Reppin’ the [fits? feds?], that was too close
Dick riding n#gg#s, man, you too old
Your b#tch said I’m too cold
f#ck that b#tch then I go
Tell that b#tch to know her role
Everything I touch is gold
She not mine, why would I post?
Give me mind and then I ghost [Give me mind and then I ghost
Put on my Number [N]ine, hit a pose
If the feds ask, I don’t know
Put a mask over my nose
And I heard your gang broke, yeah
My gang countin’ rolls, yeah
, Cody Rhodes, yeah
That ho do the most, yeah
I, I’m telling a lie
Ride on my wave, I’m a radical guy
These n#gg#s broke, want a piece of my pie
Dick sucking me, man, these n#gg#s is bi
I’m with my n#gg#s, I’m always gon’ ride, pause
Swear to god, don’t even like y’all
I can’t look her in the eyeball
OG
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