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I call up a vixen, I need some attention
Good brain on her shoulders, might pay her tuition
2020 Benz, no keys for ignition
2020 vision, you niggas pretending

Produce in the kitchen, DJ and remixing
Walk up in the building, one SiX stand on business
I cheat on my bitches, live by my decisions
I'm really one SiX, in the cut like incision

When I walk in that bank, teller ring up my digits
Got yerks on my mind, I be spinning like fidgets
Why they all in my business?
They sipping on Lipton
I'm leaning on scriptions
Pop pills for the feeling
Put two in his gut, he need some penicillin
Pop out with KelTecs
We walk his ass down with precision
I'm on a mission
Call the lieutenant
I need ammunition
My adrenaline rushing
Sticks in the elevator like No Russian
Tell them boys that it's time to quit ducking
Low key like Tim Duncan
When I clutch I'm not bluffing
See mandem in London
Reach in my pockets, pink 50s, blue hundreds
Yo' patna' gon' tell, in the end you get nothing
Good Wok in the fridge, I can't sip on no tussin'
Serving morons when I walk in the function
Geeked up, perked up, bitch, I feel like McLovin
Got a pie in the oven, make sure it's 300

When the Wok touch down, I rush shit like Tiki
Europeans with chops and they built like Helsinki
I'm riding with a picture but I'm not like Peezy
Stuffing brand new bands, in a old Moncleezy

I'm geeking like Urkel, my drink color purple
You wanna' get verbal, you end up like Virgil
Run it back like rehearsal, this shit universal
Death note be my journal, I slide with a thermal

All black, not the bat, if I see him I'm robbin'
My eater, pulled up, she bout' action, no talking
Break it down, roll it up, man I do that shit often
You won't catch me lackin'
I'm moving with caution
Throw bullets, Len Dawson
I'm rolling Joe Swanson
Gor powers like Austin
These runtz got me coughing
If I tote, I'ma shoot it
These niggas be clueless
Give jefę a Roxy
Off drugs he get ruthless
With the
All Seeing Eye
I can tell y'all some bitches
Double D's on the chop
I don't care about no switches
In the back of the Cullinan, rolling up bud again
Won't pick up her calls until she wanna' f*ck again
Call on my eater, one time she gon' slide through
Call the lieutenant, my niggas gon' blitz you
Cartier frames and the jeans be Evisu
Call up one SiX, they pull up and delete you

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