WHATEVER THIS IS (feat. Sushi Kardashian)

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Shout out Clout, that's my pool ball, he the greatest to ever do it, greatest producer, greatest
Nigga in music, the greatest to ever do it
These crackers be talking like I ain't a menace, I kill and forgive, I don't stress over vengeance
I need me a boat house somewhere out in Venice, I'm eating baguettes and I stuff em' with chitlins
Fancy and ghetto, you know how that work,
Weight on my chest, that's a bulletproof shirt,
Crooked ass crackers want me in the dirt, but boy I'm done with talking, let my gun converse
Star like Chuck Taylor oh my, did I say that
Crackers be all on my wave, like a wave cap
That .40 and .30 make excellent payback, can keep
your two cents, bitch, I already made that
You make a million and buy you a house, I make a million and buy me a chain
F*ck being frugal, that shit ain't go last
Sushi get strapped for cash, he just go rob yo ass
Niggas be hatin' and trust me, I see it, that shit go come to a head like a penis
Love all my women as black as Anita, Lupita and Trina, Samuel and Akon
40 turn his shirt red now he work at State Farm
That .40 by my side, incase shit get messy
That .40 got my back, you know that we besties
It sit on that buttstrap like it's over testes
That .40 by my side incase these cops test me
That .40 by my side, cause they will not catch me
I'm going for five stars, no jail in my future
Mixing Sierra Mist with the kombucha
Hollow tips make his ass say hallelujah, turn you to revenant, you mess with ruger
That shit get to clapping like Lizzo in LA, you drop that ER, we pick up that AK, you won't see ER, cause this be your last day
They say, peaceful protest, be the best, bitch, I protest with this peace to your chest
Fill you with bullets, relieving my stress, then tell all your frat buddies that they ass next
Shit ain't a promise and shit ain't a threat, this shit a prophecy get it correct
I been needing lobotomy, since cheesy broccoli, on Sunday nights, while watching Johnny Test
Wait, is that bling bling boy on your wrist, mmhmm yes sir, that's correct
Diamonds in my teeth frost bite on my breath
Diamonds on my neck, slick, make Elsa jealous
Needa let that shit go, girl, she know that that ain't healthy
Diamonds on bling, don't need no flash with the selfie
Diamonds on expensive, cause I can't afford em
My diamonds on wet like they crossed over border
I die, and get rich, like my nigga two quarters
I call your girl Dora, love when I explore her
She came for drilling, got no time for speaking
And she eat the meat, she do not f*ck with vegans
I told her grab that map hurry up get
To leaving
I'm sorry, I'm tweaking, misogyny speaking
I'm killing it, baby, like unborn fetus
I trust in this ruger, you can trust in Jesus
Meet me in the alleyway, by little Caesars
I'm putting five on it, you the first one to meet him, that's on my bro Travis and my brother Felix, nigga

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