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The Painter Tony

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Let's get it
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Somebody tell cole night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night

Nigha you smelling your dirty drawers
Tryna son the Son of God
So ima son the son of fraud
Nigha you can't touch me nigha I'm like floyd
Pretty boy floyd sting like a muthabutterfly sting
Like a bee baow muhammad ali
Beat the fraud flow eye out of thee
I'm coming in three fleur de lis
Nigha you don't wanna see me
And you don't wanna see God
Get soil Saul out your face that's six feet deep
Y'all nighas blaspheming a lil too loosely
Looking like lucy fold y'all like loose leaf
I'm on y'all goofy tops like kufi's
Nigha can't touch me nigha got cooties
I'm from a city where we break down cookies
Li ba I smell you sniff sniff coochie
I heard you sending threats to shoot me
Hahahahahaha haha
This nigha smoking crack out doobies
Yea
Let me tell you a li secret about me on Easter Sunday li nigha yea
My pastor prayed over me and I seen Angels li nigha clashing
Spooky spooky spooky
And we don't serve the same God I serve YHWH
Li nigha
I walk in the graveyard I'm walking on coffins
You run up on me better run up with caution
You nighas ain't lucky get beat up like Boston
Cook chicken like Curry and beat em defrost em bawwwk yea
I see a li narcissist wit a hiss
I'm a country boi them glory hogs lie in the ditch
And I ain't scared of no sticks I got this light switch facts
And I ain't scared of no demons I got this oil
Trick
You tryna meet with youngboy what that's bout
Trick hmmmmm trick

Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Somebody tell cole night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night
Night night

Yea
Ba I'm covered by the blood of Christ facts
So I don't worry bout threats that come from snake mics facts
And pride is the devil that's how he fell from Heaven's heights
And you sold your soul to the devil
How much how much that price
Yea b.i.g corpses on your chorus
Villuminati yea
And ima preacher and im telling ya you need Jesus not horus
I smell your horusss I see your whore hiss
I'm in your chest li nigha right now yea your feel this chorus in your core hiss
Your mission impossible cole abort this
You wrote your own casket it's all in your verses
Better brace yourself like casts
I'm an outcast and I break casts
You an actor cast
Any pigs in the parlor get cast through the dash do the dash
You smart right nigha do the math
Calculate like calculus your problem bad
Nigha repent tryna stunt on my dad
Yea
All He wanna hear from you is sorry my bad yea
You gotta hunid mil but what if you crash
And then you goto hell and forfeit the bag 
That's bad math duhhh nigha think yea
With your mind
I care about your soul who around you care about your soul cole

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