Cardiac
Hemlock
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They ain't ready nah tryin' to hold me back, no An creepin' up the block top a cul-de-sac, whoa Cleanin' out some clocks here to fold you back, yo Give every beat my heart call me cardiac, whoa I hope Drake puts his money in the grave, whoa I'mma dig it up hope he learned to save, whoa Flood the market till you drown in my wave, slow Y'all playin' God consider me a plague, whoa 63 Cadi ride wit some D, BOs Add me to ya playlist listen take a seat, close Keepin' it a hundred like I spit a C-note Spotlight on my dick see it thru the peep-hole Time to bring the noise in I enjoy destroyin' Don't bring ya boys in I'm antidote in all this poison Hemlock don't play coy girl ya wanna join in Yea she wit that cake her panties already moisten Believe it or not cant stop to close can smell what's on top An pot runneth over now its Country Rap an all this K-Pop I'mma monster hot mess Loch Ness try'na get a neck bop Stranger danger not at the range I'm here shootin' my shot They ain't ready nah tryin' to hold me back Creepin' up the block top a cul-de-sac An cleanin' out some clocks here to fold you back Give every beat my heart call me cardiac, whoa Call me cardiac, whoa Call me cardiac, whoa I haven't even started like this since the get, go Afraid to be you bitch I let my grays, grow You ain't on my level I suggest you lay, low An sat it wit ya chest an choke on these jue-vos Rappers out there don't want me on a feature, no Go mono y mono throw you thru the speaker, whoa I'm solo in this game creepin' like the reaper, whoa An people love to follow peep ya new leader, hoe See I'm more unique then those you think are elite Got Christian Bale in a Lamb waiting across the street An not a peep from little sheep ya hear me bitch capeesh Got Nike cleats on these feet kick in teeth if we compete Yea, an nail in the coffin sorry but I do this often College dropout sorry kids I had no Lori Loughlin An never paid I paved my way thru yea with all this talkin' Here to open wounds pour forty-four gallons of salt in They ain't ready nah tryin' to hold me back Creepin' up the block top a cul-de-sac An cleanin' out some clocks here to fold you back Give every beat my heart call me cardiac, whoa Call me cardiac, whoa Call me cardiac, whoa
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