(phoenix, you gon’ be dope, son!)
Yeah yeah
Blingidi
Yeah
Pay me respect
All of you n#gg#s donno ’bout the sh#t that we do f#ck the flex
Sitchy on the head
I am the plug
Blowin’ your brain if you tryna connect
Don’t mean to flex
Me and my n#gg#s be running the game your sh#t is a mess
sh#t is a mess
Get out the way ’cause i’m cleaning it out my n#gg# we blessed
Don’t get me started ’bout your kevin c, man your n#gg# suck, how you put ’em on?
People look at me some type of way whеn i’m tryna hustle, i ain’t done it wrong
Alotta peoplе claim they own the throne, i’m the rightful king, n#gg# bring it on
Don’t you tell me bout your n#gg# praay, said that he ain’t free i don’t know your songs
I call the shots n#gg# way too much, well no wonder now i’m feeling drunk in love
These n#gg#s capping on some fake features, what you tryna do, broh we had enough
I know i’m broke but i still got heart well you whack n#gg#, that’s the bottom line
Your songs are flame, just remove the f, man your songs are lame, i should underline
I threw that b#tch away a long time ago, now she coming back like a boomerang
Thought you said i wasn’t cool enough now i murder beats like i’m jackie chan
Why you ignoring that, why ignoring that, girl let’s take it back
Now i be really plain, now i be talking to you, now you acting blank
Abandinaki
Kodwa ndinzima
Hhamba nezam’
Sisz’dleli cheese
Cingba syafan’
Ndod’ ungandbizi
Sfuna lemali
Yenzi ibeninsi, yeah
Let’s talk about it
Let’s talk about it
Let’s talk about it
Let’s talk about it
Let’s talk about it
Let’s talk about it
Let’s talk about it
Let’s talk about it
Yeah
How do i do it, respect
How i just aim at the muhf#cking check
How she just do me like me this and come back to my life and expect me to give her a share
b#tch you ain’t sh#t
You amount to your hair
Now move, i’m tryna f#ck on your friends
I’m smooth
I’m going off with lam3ntó
We back to back and killing n#gg#s, what more should we prove
I dance, it look like i’m prancing
I’m getting cancer, smoking these rappers too much
Bad lil b#tch in a phantom, she getting bands
When she backing up, i might bust
Handsome, n#gg# i am
And i got standards, all of these b#tches wan’ f#ck
039 in this b#tch wassup
039 is the sh#t, we up
You dropping alarms and we snoozin
You cannot go against bobby, you’ll lose and probably quit all this rap sh#t
I’ll prove it
Hate to admit it but y’all n#gg#s stupid
Yeah huh
Show me your boobies
Coz you a b#tch
My raps are lucrative
I’m the sh#t
I’m in the stu and we getting lit
Yeah
b#tch i’m not not done
I’m finna pull up and empty it out on you n#gg#s
They never should’ve gave me guns
Don’t need some diamonds, i’m already shining
When you look at me i’m burning like the sun
Uh, yeah, yeah
And i just begun
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