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myself, cuz I don't mess with the people
Rhude shoes on, new shoes on, what'd I tell them
I get in the t-shirts, and I also mail 'em
Planted myself in

Shinra Tensei bitch you feeling my pain
My boy a Soulja hit you with that Drake
Put that chrome to his dome and then split up his brain
Pull up to yo block

(kiss me through the phone)
See you when I get home (when I get home)
Baby, I know that you like me, you my future wifey
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, yeah
You can

(Damn, Machu, why'd you have to do 'em like that?)

You would think the sneaks educated with these big words
Leave him in the street with wings,

dreads

Crème skully ' round my head
My bitch trapped me by givin' head
250 a zip, I got em
My dawg need me, I got em

Got niggas trappin' like Nino
Puttin

I spit real shit
Only time can tell
You can feel what I wrote
Like I put it in Braille
These boys lien in they songs like they really shooters
Went

Trophies ain't my finish, I'll be going 'til infinity
They feelin' me, I'm on a killing spree, tell-tell my enemies
Third track but it turned trap (yeah)

nothing
Always into something
Nez say he want the best
Weight of the Rez
I need it off my chest
Why we broke
Washing up with bars of soap
Youngins dying by

like a pendulum
I ain't tripping I know It's the hormones 
She just need a lil act right so the neighbors bout to hear dis whore moan
Never tell dem boys

shoppin' 

Akuna Matata  

Whatever we do leave it back in Nevada 

She tell me I’m drippin’ I tell her De Nada  

The pimpin as cold as a Pina Colada

Yeah

Woulda been LA by now if the government would give me a pardon 
Every time i walk up in the party all the ladies gotta say, ooo boy can I beg ya

better tell yah man back up,
Before I kill him,
They gone put a sheet on his head,
Before they seal him,
The next day,
Ima go shoppin’ and get some denim,

charcoal poison, back in the streets
Acclimating hardly just charged up
Batteries is aggravated, tell 'em they can't spar with us
I seen the end, they

nigga try to get in the middle
Ill literally hit'em then ima flow the beat
It'll be amazing the way that boy destroy the beat
Kill you on a verse smoke

on a shirt, you a Twitter banner
Gucci Mane, that Kush be my cologne
Soulja Boy, baby, pick up the phone
Blowin' kisses to your bitch
Through the phone draco's

dick, call that bitch a Lyft
My boy a dawg, my boy a pit
Like LSD my boy uh trip
He keep a p, sell it by the zip
Like Kobe B, scoring off the rip
With

than a Christmas tree

I threw my young boy his first rack said I don't wanna hear bout a shopping spree

How you garn say we don't drill been doing up

a case of it
Face off it
I'm Nicolas cage...
Blank face...

No q
But I was a school boy...
Dropped out
There was other plans for me...
Was the change...

Yea yea
I be happy, stacking up this bread with my baddie
And you already know that I like em' nasty
And when I go outside the sun is never melting

the Masi truck still had the dealer plates
Guilty by association that was just a risk to take
Told em take that dirty money turn it into real estate

Let me talk to these niggas
Balenciaga feet imma walk on these niggas
Took her on a shopping spree just to show her I'm a dripper
And she can't fuck

Always wanna scam niggas, but this nigga? Stop playing me
I'm all about the bread, feel like El chapo on a killing spree
Tell these hoes don't fuck with

Me In
She Tell Me Times And Lay Out Plans
From 6 To 9 Nobody In
He Keep Two Shotguns By The Stairs
Aight Cool I’m Almost There
Get Inside 
Take A Whiff

Could get right
Never ever had a situation lead to Confrontation when you see em boy It's on on sight
Bout to make a flip then a nigga took A L
Money