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If you ain't got a beat from Bam
You don't trap enough
Aye, f*ck is you talking 'bout, bitch
I was hitting licks on the sidewalk
On the playground, we could chalk it out, bitch
Before I was me, I was slinging that tree like Baloo
I was 'bout it, little bitch
Every girl I went with steady was steady on dick
I'm cropping out pic's
Aye, f*ck it, I'm cropping out pic's
This the type of shit to make a mother fucker
Wanna hit a lick when he ain't got shit
This the type of shit to make a mother fucker
Wanna sit down and be humble
Bitch, ha, sit down
I spent a year on myself, shelved
Back to the hits
I up and vanish and come back like I ain't even left
Ain't that a bitch
I spent a, I spent a weekend on Saginaw
Trapping, I'm back to the bricks
I'm feeling famished
Got Bam on the beat and your bitch on my
Tough shit like a bad laxative
Bob Ross, having happy accidents
Tomb raider, I'm a rap sacrament
(Tomb raider, I'm a rap sacrament)
Hip-hop, I'm an inhabitant
Bad for ya like a food additive
Red dye on a dude patio
(Red dye on a dude patio, do, do, do)
Bad plumbing, got a body leaking
Cinder block a get a body sinking
Choir practice somebody singing
In the precinct, got to (?)
Teeth sinking in the beat I'm eating
Feet stinking 'cause I run the game
Yeah, I see you drop a little CD
But I never hear it 'cause you fucking lame
Got a rock in a sock and a Glock in a box
For a opp' trying to pop in and take
What I cook for the block
Got a mop for the mess
Weed for the stress on the desk
With the gas in the can
And a fan on the man, now, he hot
And he stuck in his own mind a lot
And he sweat when he run from the cops
And he thought that he chilled out
(Thought that he chilled out)
Ha, ha, ha, ha
Just like some Wock' they want they
Cap peeled, turned back
New money, same crack
Old bitches, past life
New baby, no wife
Just like some Wock' they want they
Cap peeled, turned back
New money, same crack
Old bitches, past life
New baby
Just like some Wock' they want they
Cap peeled, turned back
New money, same crack
Old bitches, past life
New baby, no wife
Uh, uh, we ride slow through the 810
Bam on the beat, Bam, Bam on the beat
Bam, Bam on the beat, uh
Pour another P

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