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Jaw em till they drop to the bottom
And that's how I switch my flow let these motherfuckers know 

I'm not one to tip toe tip toe through the window by

he's always 
Asking them to lick up on his tip (tip)

I'm a blood I'm not afraid to pop out
Fuck around, and blow the whole stock out
See the blue

everytime
Buzzer beater change the score
Got TIP on the line
Press interview
Not pressed over you
You stupid little fools
I'm more worried bout my crew

Lil baby don't want see you strip the only ones that I want are blue
Need more than a tip for this tip better run me my chips when it's due
It's only

won't tip her 
I fuck gangstas and strippers
Money and the bitches bout my my money and the bitches
Money and the bitches bout my my money and the bitches

la la la la 
I had to tip her
And the tip-off 
Was to dip off 
Just me and her 
No friends allowed 
Put our phones on silent 
So we won't get 
Some

Without a face 

Come lay your roots down under 
Black lakes and blue skies 

Scarlet, scarlet tip of flame 
Colours on the blood as the memories 
Scarlet,

dripping while she nibble
On the fucking tip "on the tip"
As if its kebbles to these
Pitbulls in the yuh pit "skr"
I Gotta stay equipped
I gotta stay eqipped

double barrel make him skip
Need extra nae nae wit no whip, throw missiles in like battleship
Rip em up wit hollow tips, I got new perks I must equip
Ain't

track like Olympics
Simple this ain't metaphysics, ay
Ay, Never worried bout no bitches
All I'm worried bout is digits
Motivation 

Motivation like tip

Ahh
This is for ma ladies, who ain't had a good time in a minute
Said this is for ma fellas, I know how we do, you know how we do

So tip your cups up

Ass, Back-N-Forth
Makin' It Jump, Wibble-N-Wobble, Hey
Kool, be making moves
Better be talking dem dollars
Not giving me my tip-out
Foot-In-Yo-Ass,

the tip
But now these hoes can't touch me
I got bougie with the dick
Fucked yo sister
Fucked yo cousin
Nutted on yo mama lip
Marko got drums just like

her
She did her job so I tip her, uh
She did her job so I tip her
Anything you can do I can do better
And any bitch you can do I can get wetter

Born to spit on ashes of icons 
These pawns gettin' bronze, gonna run em' like marathons 
Like, whoa, can I tip the status quo, oh! 

I'm

same face
Keep thinking bout your lips
Scenery blurs catching at my grip

So it seems we meet again
These dark eyes disguised within
Tips of tongues

the victor on a sicker scale
Tip the scales and rip the iron bars right off the fuckin' cell 
And hop up out of jail without a trace and say the ship has

the tips of the earth
Fulfill my awe for more
Show me what's in store
Hover
Hover

I can't go in detail
I sit before a crossroads
One direction's loving you

With the tip of this kitchen knife connecting to your wound
Just a taste of life under the moon
And I thought that I might regret the pain I put you

of the world
Millions of people who don't get the fact
That the world can't exist, without the Earth

High gas rates and monster hurricanes
Are just the tip

Look

5 AM in the morning
Came through high as fuck and my mommas snorin'
Tip toed across the floor so she not knowing
That her only son was smoking

A ok if I die for my kids
I would bleed for em both and you know that shit
Yeah I know that shit. Noble tip, bet you break your back, my condolences

The lips
The teeth 
The tip of the tongue 
The tip of the tongue
The teeth 
The lips

number or I'll steal ya car
Lew Hawk at the bar robbing money from the tip jar
Throw ya neighborhood up if you ain't barring
And if a busta hold the place