Addicted
Gorhawk
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I'm one in seven B's Addicted to this cheese Addicted to this bread Addicted to this grain Addicted to the fame We are not the same You cannot contain, me I'm racking up grain, wheat I'm dropping after top, skeet I'm dropping Lambo top, streets Always on top, elite No one can stop me They call me crop, cream I go out and drop G's Bring out the mop, please I lift you like Hercules Sailing the seven seas While wearing these double C's, uh I'm wantin' seven B's Forgiato rims on the wagon that's a G Make you roll like McCree Slidin' through the city, pushing ninety I'm a crea -ture Charging ten bills for a feature Like moving them Bands so much if you squint you would think that I'm a le -mur, uh Shoot you right in the femur I want coffee no creamer Bought my bih a new beamer You probably ain't seen her We ain't losers we winners Up here, the air getting thinner Bih I'm a pro you beginner Makin this money like printer You know that I still got that cannon Make you switch up so quick that the opps gon' think that your name is Hannah Montana, uh You know that we sippin' this Fanta Givin' out gifts like I'm Santa New Lambo look like banana Stackin' this bread that's the plan-uh Shout out my folks out in Ghana Gonna get me a princess Diana Wanna live out in Havana Get a bad bih like Camila But she not yours, I'm a steal her Run this game up just like Fila It's crazy cause I am the user, supplier, the cutter, and I'm the dealer I'm one in seven B's I'm stackin' up this bread, Gettin' money is a breeze I think I found my home Five-foot six spittin' bars off the dome You can get hit with this chrome Say bye to this world and delete you like history Incognito I'm mystery Shoes so fresh like I'm walking on Listerine My gang is the tightest We link just like wireless We see you we fire it You broke yeah, retired A bag is required Your bitch I'll acquire Build an empire, uh Build an empire, yeah Build an empire Now I'm snappin' Ride around town and they call me the captain Your mouth always flappin' My choppa be clappin' Don't talk to the feds when they ask me what happened My life's what I'm rappin Bitches bump my shit and say that it slap You know I got assassins Any environment, yeah I'm adaptin Breathe fire like dragon Yeah I got spies so I know that you cappin' Only high fashion Gucci on my belt and Gucci on my napkin For you it's a pastime For me it's passion From feds I be dashin' Other clans we be clashin', uh
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