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Ay
I don't wait in line, I'm never on time, it's a fine if you step on the Wallabees
Don't you come close to me
I lit a fire, like 3rd degree

child
My enemies die slow, it’s torture
3rd degree burns on your body when I scorch ya
Sunblock, Ong Bak, elbow to forehead
Double back, reload, empty out

get ya bros
And make sure
That you da only son

Look into da mirror
Tell me what you see
A bitch nigga
Bitch made to da 3rd degree

And I can fuck with

fam in your grave you gon rot
3rd grade lunchroom money stuffed in my socks
My teacher told me you get three hots and cot
Yea you only get three hots

Looks could kill, measure 3rd degree
When I mean mug you
But I Change the course of my tribe
Advance the team huddle
I've been still for some time
Want

my content to leave no blank space (Wooh)
In my thoughts, in my rhymes, in my words
You can spray bad bars I'll spray worse
You might catch some 3rd

a nigga
Even think about
Touching me
I might catch
A 3rd degree
On the scene
Murder charges
Only thing
I ain't beat
If he think
He got heart
Then I'm

Remedy different 
I rather just work and see 

Me and a baddie 
  I tell em
Close curtain these 

Flaming these niggas

Get burned in the 3rd degree

Feel your big toe - 2nd toe - 3rd toe, 4th toe, little toe.
Feel after.

Move your attention to your left hand. Move the fingers of your left hand 1 by

missed your call
I'm skipping through the timeline this time I might
Prove I’m the greatest ever to do it
I’m with Scotty ever since 3rd grade been dynamic

same field not a talent was hid
Then after hours you can see where trajectory slid
They started 3rd shift I went back to being a kid
Damn
How grateful I

listen to me
Begging for a mention
Please Tag me on IG
Standing still but sweating
Heated to the 3rd degree
You're thinking we don't notice
But it's

on a date like a 
LifeFUR granted board.

Imani on the mic like 23
Spitting heat 
My tongue should be burnt to the 3rd degree
I go after do like re mi 
I pay

Living lavish
Stacking cabbage
Need a challenge
Tell the masses
Who fuck wit me
Honestly
Burning niggas
3rd degree
Now Take a knee
Calin Kapernick
I’ll

nigga
We all know that means no worries
Yea we gone get this guala my nigga
It's all on my hands like curry
Cop the new lenciagas my nigga
Cause 3rd grade

to the touch like 3rd degree, ohhh weee 
I guess my good just wasn’t good enough
New house, new car, I bought you all new types of stuff 
In the end, your true

Heard Of Me 

These Niggas The First To Swear They Hot But Nigga We Been On 3rd Degree

Aint No Chance Of Holding Me 

What’s They Score Like O For 3 

He

holdin me down then my peace is disturbed
I didn't like how I was feeling felt like they was concealing
I'm tryna rush back home like I was stealing 3rd
I

Wooo
4Laa
Its Man$on nigga Gusto
Pak Life A.N.T
3rd Fanga Music
Aye this shit just
Just to make yall feel good
Manson
Check me out though
Turn this

about him
He don't even notice
He just focused closed the curtains partner
I try to keep it simple, but my 3rd Eye cries
Cataracts on yo plasma niggas 3rd

missed y'all gone I'm skipping through the timeline
This time I might prove that I’m the greatest to ever to do it
I’m with Scotty since 3rd grade been

confused by your reason
Can we give this one more try
One more time
I know that it failed twice
But you know what I say about the 3rd time
It's a charm
Your

on the dresser (The dresser)
Tried to play me can’t finesse a finesser (Nope)
Burned my heart to the 3rd degree
Blinded by love baby can’t you see
I just can’t

And as it started to rain I knew you felt our pain
And on April 3rd I keep on burnin' the flame

You know a lot has changed but it still stays true
I wish we