You broke my heart lil fredo
Feds did a sweep
Now i’m yellin’ free sé tho
b#tch tried to back door me like kato
No worries the f.a.mily will handle it
I put it together so i can dismantle it
I’m not even tryna even the score
I already ate, i’m finna destroy
It’s already late, we finna deploy
My boujee lil #ss need me a lacroix
She perked up the boobies
I’m lookin’ like “oyy”
I dun it again i’m just filling the void
f#ck bout the break in thе beat
n#gg#s hated on me, so i’m raising thе fee
I’m boiling the beats like i’m making a feast
Oiling my feet wearing socks when i sleep
Yea, all for self care, i been elsewhere
Tell you my thoughts on obama healthcare
Feeling like webbie, i don’t think nobody cares
Say i’m the best around.. karate kid
I’m reinvested, now i’m lockin’ in
I’m with the extras now who hoppin’ in
Spotted a snake to bake
Now it’s a copper head
Reptile rounds for the reptiles
Dragon breath
Burn they #ss up til i feel like they had enough
Spotted the rat
Rat-tat-tat-tat em up
n#gg#s be cap and boy i done had it up
Bring me some racks
Hold on lemme add it up
Came thru the door on my own
I take the top off the zone
Stretch like mecole on the way to the endzone
I’m the type put a freak b#tch in the friendzone
Ain’t f#ckin’ sh#t without ki
Watch what i do with the beats
You n#gg#s ain’t suited as me
I just copped a ruger last week
I don’t chase the mula i’m searching for peace
I learned from carlito not trusting luis
But if i’m on the wing then the clubs portuguese
Diaz, diaz it?
What do you think we should do about it diaz?
All you’ll see is blue streaks
I’m tryna eat i’m from where they obese
Put extra gravy all on my poutine
I made the beat to upgrade the routine
I might hit you with an ultralight beam
I love my fans, they love my cuisine
I don’t got stans, i got a regime
Check out my stance, prince naseem
I know you connin’ el-amin
b#tch i got x-pac on my team
Hit at your bronco
f#ck the lil buster
U remind me of a b#tch… usher
The west coast love me they ready to puff ya
Ain’t safe in the city they ready to dust ya
Candy #ss boy turn a geek to a gusher
By any means i’m gettin’ sh#t done
Jam go get it i do it for fun
If you smart when you move
Better leave with ya gun
Walk in the trap and i gotta get my sh#t off
I cannot f#ck with these n#gg#s they rip offs
Send a blitz in the nfl you get picked off
Walked thru like great dane, i’m a big dog
Run the money up like shaq, that sh#t tall
(hey blast!)
Try to rob me, i shoot and you sh#t drawls
I’ma bring out the drac when i’m mad and i’m pissed off
(hey blast!)
When i hear them sirens i’m skrrrtin and gettin’ lost
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