Siberia (feat. King Cam)
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Hundreds all up in my mattress I so immaculate f*ck wearing diamonds need platinum shit Pushing that Pac shit is activist actually Double X L who I'm rapping with Matter fact f*ck is a freshman Lil bitch I'm the faculty I got curriculum Niggas is replicates Breaking this pussy he fragile And fraudulent I been so on it's off putting The fact is I'm magic You garbage I'm fancy And poshish My hoes staying wet like a Muh fucking faucet I'm drowning like Boogie Can't no nigga book me You talking that shit dump this clip without looking I'm creeping like creepers So shit is explosive My best friend a pill like my name was Osmosis I'm focused like Yahoo A nigga gon elevate Blow up the spot Cause that's just how we celebrate Hold on wait Here we go Fill him with o's like a box full of cheerios Cam is a prophet I'm pulling off miracles F*ck what they heard cause a nigga ain't hearing em' I'm putting fear in em Tires gon squeal on em' I got a lion that lives in Siberia F*ck your criteria I am the model I say I'm the king but y'all know I'm the god Oh Switching flow I'm moving legato And I'm deep in the cut call that shit the grotto 2020 I was chilling now I'm hitting top floors Matter fact digging tunnel niggas call me Pablo Aw shit what you wager I can not do no more favors Don't you hit my fucking phone lil bitch you better hit my pager Niggas eating kosher beef with all this fucking paper F*ck a king I'm a dictator Call me Noriega Yeah they told me take the stairs so I took the escalator Sweet niggas want to box we can do it now or later They say you know you not the shit until you get some haters Well my haters going missing with they face up on papers They see me like there he go pop his top like where he go From the jungle no animal and my plug from Mexico Smoke dead Opps no cannibal Trap be jumping no festival Too many Opps get rid of them Too many shots we ripping em Let a nigga play that nigga getting wacked Drip selling gas with a Glock in the trap RGE gang we been on the map I don't play games I stay with a strap Leave a nigga face in his motherfucking lap Too many Opps got shot in the back Deadass nigga he should've never lacked Deadass nigga got turned to a pack Got too many guns you can call me the navy Sending them shots I toss them like Brady Stay with a tommy I keep a three eighty He don't want smoke he know we go crazy He want a feature that nigga gon pay me I keep a gun because these niggas be hating I keep a gun because these niggas be faking Bullets be burning a nigga like Satan
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Written by: Cameron Owens, Demarcus Farrington
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