I do this sh#t
Chasing the cheese
Blue in the sky
Im going so high
Im always on top
In the droptop pull up to the traphouse
Jit got the raindrop Bussin’ yeah she wet
Got a ghostwriter, your not a real rapper
Got the flow yeah im getting better
Pass you the mic dont choke
Pass me the mic you know ima’ murder it
Murder the beat like a bike
m#th*rf#ck*rs be some dykes
Pass you the mic dont choke
Yeah you just a joke
My money is flip my money do skiing
f#ck a blick i dont condone no violencе
Biking riding yeah
Broke as f#ck dont got no bucks
Broke as f#ck dont need nеw seats
Got a #ss
Booty on me
Just kidding, im just playin’
Call me carti that p#ss# go R.I.P
Pull up with me Yeah
Straight to the throat
No cap, Yeah
Straight to the dome
Feel like a robo call me robo-cop
Open the bag
Neck, Yeah
Feel like my brother, Yeah
Watch who you pick, Yeah
You know who you heard, Yeah
Keep running hits
Do this sh#t with ease
Chasing the cheese
Blue in the sky
Im going so high
Im always on top
In the droptop pull up to the traphouse
Jit got the raindrop Bussin’ yeah she wet
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