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many pictures of us two Flashing and dancing now this voodoo Just brought my sister's ghost to my room Days go by now the toys here too Telling me wicked
So done with these whores Quantis open doors Like hot water opens pores Cold Like me Give me goose bumps and nose bleeds I can't even see cause
(Woe!) Imma strike while the iron is hot And while the iron is cold It'll still give you knot Just to show them that I really bump Enemies watch
A college dropout With a billion A few times over Hurry Gather round children Red pill Quick let's get them toxins out yo system Adoral And boosted
And moon don’t rise And the rain don’t come And streets get hot But there ain’t no sun When the world go dark and my brain go Numb There's an angel on my
Fourteen years after And I still feel ten But fourteen years later The albums a ten I'm doing my best Cyclical Cyclical Cyclical Cyclical Fourteen years
Wash away my sins, I'm holy Whipping stolo's, chased by police Back then they didn't want me Now I'm hot, they all on me Back then they didn't know me
they're so hot Yo last album sound like Kidz Bop Yo last hit was a time hop And you wonder why all the hype stopped You write raps that shit's soft I pop
Cause I'm on one a hot one look at the shit I'm dropping Eat it up Fuck it's Delicious like Action Bronson I wing it I spin it The records popping I'm
moment And we puttin' it down Ready to clown Be layin' them black on the ground Smokin' weed by the pound What it be Why my ass with a bounty Oh my nigga,
Uh I guess they mad that we got these crowns on our heads Yeah them hoes angry, yup they seeing red They claim they coming for blood, but a bitch
message My presence Your halo Will come to you soon An album by me Dropping in June Ayo Sitting right next the beef Like its lettuce tomatoe Complexion
bare albums to drop Ain't no way that Im fitna stop, can't nobody say he ain't make it hot I'm makin it rain til yall tastin the drops I'm still
young ladies gimme a call My number's written next to Fuckwit on the Chicks bathroom wall I'm slightly easy and a trife bit sleazy With the wit of a red
wasn't With me when I couldn't get by Don't come around now that we Hot as bitch fried I swear I won't forget that Floating in smoke clouds Bitch I'm
UNGHH! Me and Punisher contemplate your death, like the governor My red dot that make ya head hot, disgusting wet spot Blood gushing down your
kind of hot, but they were made for someone else So by the time it came to drop 'em, I couldn't fucking do it I promise that I tried, just wasn't happy,
Yeah, I'm feeling like Jay-Z Annotateon Reasonable Doubt My first debut album probably be my last, it's all good though Us COB boys we out here,
the red eyes plot, watch me plot 911, 415, coughnut im in a hot spot get ya glock, and ya guage your there for me and fortay get the rest of OCP and all
anticipation of having niggas waiting For that album, it's like cutting off your circulation I used to say I couldn't live without my radio But in this day
caught a concussion I said some roll the red carpet out like where my introduction They wondering where my next album, I told dat bitch, I know it's
high 2 to 3 blunts and watch the red eyes Plot, watch me plot 911, 415, coughnut I'm in a hot spot Get ya glock, and ya gauge your there for me
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