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I been D-U-C-K-I-N-G ducking from police
I been P-O-P-P-I-N-G popping my shit all damn week
I ran up 20 in my sleep I fuck these bitches by the 3's
I

crooked
 Scare 
To be legit want to be a kid again 
Go fish
 Pick what's in my hand 
Never could reach my bands 
 Reverb it a nation
 Or site 
Me reaching

they fell for me
One by one I'd curve 'em all
Schumacher swerve 'em all
Smack that ass like a damn beach ball
Cowgirl riding me like yeehaw
I feel like

the driveway with
Your tongue out like Jordan
Contraband in my caravan, money doublin'
I been hustlin'
Smith & Wesson on my waist band, no tusslin'
I'm bustin'

Fresh Out!

Tech N9ne

Planet [Deluxe Version]

2018

King!
But the people they made me a monster
I need a getaway and may need some Kontra-
Band in my hand I'm goin' crazy and bonkers
Like I'm rich

hoe
I make a big stack
You make this little pack
I make it rain on you
Cause I know make it back
You just a small fry
My cheese on bigger Mac
Your chick

scream they do they say dance too
Beach trips oceans views I act a damn fool
Did you down your getting wood right by the mantel
Bitch listen when I talk I

This rap is brought to you by my paycheck from subway
Fuck you steve
Wait a minute
Haven’t vibed with S.L.A.T. in a brick
Got my new shoes fitted

gonna slide
Baby hold the gat, put that shit by your side
I'm on one, so lil bitch don't kill the vibe
We smoke strong, got me floatin' in the sky
And
I

crib now we living grown
Fuck off with that fake shit we do not condone
Thanos with the big drip my hand full of stones
I gotta finish what I started

Score off the and one yeah
I got a bad bitch
She think I'm Handsome
She do me hands on
She wanna fuck if my bands long
I'm balling out like I'm Cameron

Down to Mexico 
Where the dragons lay low 
Most people don't know 

Oh, you're a mechanic 
How about that 
I guess you're good with your hands 
You only

at)

G I think this might be our very best yet (oh god damn)
And we run the game seems like this your very first step (you baby steppin')
They call me

do it all night
cause it's a gunfight nigga, it's a gunfight

If any bitch wanna pop it imma do it with no hands
Imma grab her by her lace just so i

to fuck me well I'm rolling off these fucking drugs
Bitch
Deuce deuce in my damn cup
Act up or back up I will throw them hands up
He ran like a track star

with a pension over
You and all your worthless bands
Jewelry don't mean shit if your
Ideas ain't worth a damn, fam

it. 
My joints stank up the streets they call me Max Mcfly 
So damn your crystal ball 
I've got a license to drive so suck your ass and jam that pistol

Let it rip, take a trip (skrrt)
Big Blood fuckin' models in the VIP
Blue bands bussin' out my pockets like a Crip (suwoop, suwoop)
That cannot handle

when I started it
Said the man’s bugging ran over heads like hand luggage
Trips overseas meant the damn band landed
Now it’s champ buckets big vans

contraband
Hood nigga, keep a gun in hand, bout to let it sing like a Country band
Accent like a country man, I'm from down south that's the country man
Ya'll