Let It Rip
Midwxst
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Yeah, woah yeah, woah Yeah, woah yeah, woah I'm at the top, don't think that I'm stoppin' Makin' some songs, my fans tell me "Drop 'em" Designer on me and you know that I'm coppin' Walk into Saks 'cause you Know that I'm shoppin' I'm in the top two and I'm not second Bro got a choppa, he's holdin' that weapon Feel like a teacher, I'll teach 'em a lesson (BenjiCold, why you icy?) Like Ash, already know I'ma catch 'em I got that rocket on me, let's blast Talkin' that shit? We beat your ass You wanna talk, but don't got class Countin' my money, I watch it add Up in the bank and it never go down The hollow tips on the motherfuckin' rounds Do not think I can let my mama down I'm doin' my best, I'ma make hеr proud (yeah, yeah) do not think I want your ho Sellin' out my shows Balеnci' my toes, squad, I keep 'em close This the life I chose, ain't do this alone Stayin' with my bros, talk to me, boy Watch your tone you want that smoke So we pull up with sticks (Boom boom boom) And now you don't wanna talk shit I got a choppa, that shit finna rip Beyblade, we gon' let that bitch spin Shout-out the gang, yeah, shout out my twins King of the dough, bitch, I always win Do it for family, I do it for kin Free all my brothers that's locked in the pen I'm finna get a tat, that stick-n-poke Only wanna talk shit through a damn phone I been makin' money by singin' at home Talkin' to me, boy, you bet' watch your tone Shout-outs Antonio, RIP tone She said I'm not shit But I'm makin' her moan i feel like I'm Zee 'cause I'm up in New York I'm puttin' in effort, I'm puttin' in work I know your girl want me, yeah She tryna flirt I don't even want her, but I know you hurt Come with the cash if you want a verse Killin' my features, put 'em in a hearse Kill them motherfuckers, put 'em in the dirt I was real down bad, think I had a curse But I'm up at the top, I ain't stoppin' Know niggas hatin', I know that they watchin' Accepting defeat, that cannot be me I'm mixin' the Kapital with Louis V I feel like Pharrell I've been rockin' ICECREAM Bapestas, know that they stay on the feet Smokin' on gas, it's all in the brain Link up with Sam when I'm off the plane I never cared 'bout that shit they sayin' Don't play with the stick, stick Know you don't wan' get hit Know I'm makin' them hit's, hit's Know I cannot miss now Wan' copy my fit's, fit's Boy wanna be like me He tellin' a fib, fib, I know that boy lyin' I'm at the top, don't think that I'm stoppin' Makin' some songs, my fans tell me "Drop 'em" Designer on me and you know that I'm coppin' Walk into Saks 'cause you Know that I'm shoppin' I'm in the top two and I'm not second Bro got a choppa, he's holdin' that weapon Feel like a teacher, I'll teach 'em a lesson Like Ash, already know I'ma catch 'em
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