Wagyu Like (feat. On God, Adge, Kody & Loucielago)

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I'm reckless when I wreck shit
Yo girl pussy?
Yeah I wrecked it (Aye)
Have her laid back doing stretches
When I'm done, onto the next bitch
I been on my vet shit
Check my resumé, I'm next bitch
Everything that I needed, I cross it off my checklist (Woo!)
See ya runnin' 'round the island like y'all headless
I just pop off on the low, some over the head shit
Smack 'em so hard with the bass that they gon' need packs of the med kit
Catch 'em slippin' on a dead end
I woke up on the wrong side of the bed
Turn that interior red, shit
Big boto, hang low
Ego like three inches off the floor (Okay)
Every dollar needa multiply
Benjamins, I'ma need some mo' (Yo!)
Yeah I got the glow like a pregnant hoe
Like a gold digger gettin' decimals
Married to the game, you already know
Put that bitch up on a pedestal
Unload my clip and I fill 'em with lead
Lyrical heat cause I want all 'em dead
Off of my rocker, I'm off of my meds
Offer up everything, heard what I said
Chop up the body, I hide it in a shed
Kill every witness in sight, yeah
Pissing me off, all I'm seeing is red
No one can stop me, not even the feds

Uh, young fat boy
5'8" on a good day
Came through, top down
Skrr, I don't come late
Skrr on her dumb face
Skrr, how my cum taste?
Skrr, you a bum lame
Skrr, hit the drum spray
You pullin' up with a dead fit (Uh)
I keep it a hunnid like a medkit (Yuh)
No, I'm not the one to mess with (Nah)
If I wrote it down you wouldn't get the message
I been rappin' again
Seen ya bitch I started tappin' again, clappin' her friends, lap in the Benz
The fact of the matter, I'll f*ck her on camera then nut on the lens
Adge in the cut, in her guts
Know the damn name (Yuh)
Suck on my nuts
Minute-f*ck
It's a damn shame (Yuh)
Go off now (Yuh)
Big sin, not a man of the cloth now (Yuh)
Fly around the light like a moth now
Why are you gettin' so hostile?
Big missiles gon' send from Moscow
Cold War, make a bitch feel docile
Chop angel hair off, no pasta
I'm your dad, kid, I'm Mufasa
Got free smoke, bitch, I'm big rasta

Tell your bitch she better watch her mouth before she talk her shit (Talk her shit)
If she isn't careful she might get her lip up on my dick (Ugh)
Might be Asian but that baddie dropping ass, she hella thick (God damn)
Said she wanna f*ck me, suck me all up on my choppystick
Yeah, ugh
Thot begone (Shoo!)
Bitch you make me yawn
Like a switch, I turn her on
Throw big balls like Bakugan
I don't f*ck these hoes on the stage when I be at my shows (Wha?)
I might take her home, sloppy top, then cook me sloppy joe, bitch (Yuh)
K-O-D with the yen sign, yessai blessai (Gah damn)
I been out here livin' on the westside, best side (Gah damn)
Yes I killed the fucking game, taking all their names, fucking on they dames
Gah damn, who the boy that be snappin' on the track?
Runnin' circles 'round you, better take a lap
When I spit it's soundin' like I'm shooting gats, it go bap-bap-bap

Luxury life, you don't know what it means
Heavyweight champ but my boat never sink
Can't f*ck with hoes but she say, "Daddy please"
I ain't got a dick but she down on her knees (Yah, yah)
Bitches in my mix like some muhfuckin' Kool-Aid
Workin' 9-to-5, she still tryna get her rent paid
Uh, she be ratchet
Throwin' it back so you know I'm finna catch it (Aye)
Yuh, ain't no plastic
If a bitch fake then you know I'm finna pass it
Uh, got that action
I murder that pussy like I put it in a casket (Aye)
Never with the wack shit (Aye)
See me goin' savage all up in the rap shit
No closed caption, yugh (Aye!)

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