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Sweetapple Wes

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Ain't gunna happen
Don't give a f*ck
I'm from Riverdale
And I'm hard as f*ck
Think I'm white? Yea you're right
Now hold my drink while I'm rippin' tha mic
Man what the hell you know
Why you keep reppin' that bullshit
Livin' in EAZ now
If you wanna find me here the details
Don't make sense
Done livin' where ya wanna be
Act like you want this
But you really don't want no part of me
Go dumb tonight
Yea they all gunna see
Hangin with tha boys
Getting drunk off the Hennessy
Act like you know somethin
My time be a tickin'
Smokin that weed that smell so good
Only cost me a fifty
Wes (what?)
I ain't reppin' nuthin but the best (ok)
EAZ put ya ass to motherfuckin rest
(For real?)
You know what the f*ck is up
It's Wes up (Wes up!)
Now imma have to pass the mic
To the fuckin best of, bitch

Pass the shit like a flu
Know we comin' from the zoo
East Atlanta know we came thru like
Master P, I mean master plannin
Know I'm master of my planet
Yea you know I'm dig-able
This literature be low-key ridicules
Any plans of your business moves
Yeah, I used to be a kind person
Now I'm feeling like robbin' bitches purses
And beatin' em black and blue in person
Till they dead and cursin'
Surely haunting me
Like an evolved Ghastly
Yea I'm being blunt
But you won't ever pass me
Lite em up, see how fast
Them apartment gas leaks
Yeah, that was last week
Just to teach em a lesson
Everybody in the south
Knows Wes keeps that Smith&Wesson
Bitch you guessin' if you ever question me
I eat emcees like fast food, hella rude
I'm the reason your favorite rappers
In a bad mood, man
My name is Wes and I was born in 1990
Ain't no need to remind me
That when you listen you wanna remind me
All the labels wanna sign me
For the  right reasons
I'm hunting dollars bitch
And it's buck season (cha-Ching!)
You f*ck with me
Ya guaranteed to be winning
I'm grinnin', i'm stealin', I'm illin'
I'm fillin' up they cup
Wes up, it's snow time every season (burr!)
You bitches be committin' treason
If you unfollowin' me on the IG
What's the reason?
Know we stay lickin' clits
Got your bitches suckin' dick
Know that's it, so sick
My team stay winnin' always grinnin
Cuz Wes got that level 99 intuition
One day it'll pay for my daughters
College tuition (what?)
Now come time for fruition (oh)
I stay robbin' like I'm Gotham
I mean I'm bat shit
Might just eat a cold piece of pizza
What's the reason?
I might start playing call of duty
Just to shoot you bitches legally
This low-key might be my masterpiece
Don't speak to me. I'm not listening
I'm glistening, I'm just tripping digits
Tell the truth man I'm sick of it
Spittin' real shit, run up in your spot
Real quick for them stacks
Just for boredom
I said f*ck it man, I need more of em
(Wes up, Wes up, bitch!)
EAZ mother fucker
2020 till Infinity
Krusty P and S Wes bitch
Fuckin' game

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