Rugrat
Hxppa
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I stick to the code Python my kicks I be strayin' from the script Stay spraying Sprite out the VIP Eight hundred on the lenses I got nine on my hip She get hung up on each sentence Independent of the drip, aye You must've mistook me I'm no rookie That's a fact Try to book me That's a bag They ain't teach this shit in class, huh I be throwing mud back Spit one track Your lungs black I said 'f*ck that' to a deal man Been balling since a rugrat I'm only smoking kill And I won't cutback on my bloodbath I'm the freshest in the field I can count real People on one hand I just might pop a seal You know the drill Might kill a rough draft Girl, Im just tryna chill She always asking her hug at Like, bitch, I'm here to fact check Dodging all the damn feds Grab bread when the bag dead I keep her in the past tense Carti on my nose Starting slow I'm spending backends Jeff Hardy with the ropes Can hardly cope With all these assets You might f*ck round, catch a red dot You on the sidelines I ride by rocking all dead stock, yeah I'm killing it like a headshot In the studio schooling bitches No TED Talk Wrists on ten Neck dancing All I really do is take chances I might hop up in the booth, no practice Rocking Louis all white, Pope Francis Fendi on me All cowhide Always running through my crib Tryna sound like me Rocking Gucci to the socks Really 'bout my cheese If you pull up on my block You looking down my piece Jackwoods just landed The stu going batshit I pummel on the beat I got the whole scene in the basket McQueen, double G I put that pussy in a casket I can hardly sleep By all means, start rapping You might f*ck round, catch a red dot You on the sidelines I ride by rocking all dead stock, yeah I'm killing it like a headshot In the studio schooling bitches No TED Talk Wet the block My wrist presidential I get checks like your pops do I'm ducking ops in rentals Leave the spot She can't walk Drummer boy glock extendo Just might put rocks on the clock Run up, they'll chalk your stencil Trap phone in the Fendi Try to test me, you get whacked I turn MP3s to plaques Your girl friendly that's my bad, bud Kick rocks like senseis I get straight To grave shifts These dudes ups in my texts they Always asking what my rate is Let 'em see I get paid Your shit fake You big lame You can't even spit flows bitch I stay sharper than switch blades Balling since a jit tho I had singles out in fifth grade I be smoking big dope Bitch I gotta get these bricks laid You might f*ck round, catch a red dot You on the sidelines I ride by rocking all dead stock, yeah I'm killing it like a headshot In the studio schooling bitches No TED Talk
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