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send two to the bitch
These fakes want clout
Anybody still spit
These big boss bars
Leave them falling at the waist side
And it's as bout as clear

Who's that girl with a leng DP?
Wait, what am I saved under
When I change numbers, I don't send BC's
Listen, it's a big flex if you're talkin' to me

little
Willie B, representing the hood, god damn it
A little fat nigga who got money
So fuck you! Up next
We got the open mic poetry event
The fifteenth

could bounce it up & down like a stripper
That'll smoke us to the stars have me seeing big dippers
Girl I'm tryna get lifted I ain't nothin like slippin

the energy
It's the limit of the thing, I'ma change this thing
Big, fat, long, funny, and I'm banged off

You don't make a flip, do it with no handles
Now they

moist, Me I'm grown come on
Push it
Push Push
Push it
Push it
Push Push
Push it

Lovely summer day up on the street
Hit Pecknarm get that Filishack to eat

down
Safety's off in the trenches - it's war now
Half-assed, cap leaning
Pants sagged, Air Max fresh, Dazed reporting for duty
Proven guilty by the Jury

and kidnap, we wanted by the big boys

Man I was born in this world of sin
I played the cards I was given, ain't got a quarter so I'm stuck in it
Ghetto livin'

your eye till its blurry
Eatin behind these bars. Commissary.
Underrated over paid.
Haters cant feel Lex,
Novacain.
Do shots by myself we don't load

finna shoot up Texaco
76 dual .57, break the glass up off the door
Oh I heard they slid on gang, it's get back gang, shot five by bro
Oh I heard my

But you look good in your spacesuit
I can't keep my hands off you
Plus it's easy to love you
Oh, up here, up here

I'mma take it slow, slow
While

a Smart Guy
Smart Guy
Smart Guy
I imagine it would be hard if you grew up Childish
Gambino round some people that was super childish
Man I heard him say

Food Service, pull up, buy bulk
CVVs, punches green, I feel like Hulk
Marni fuzzy than a bitch, it feel like wool
Heavy threads, can't compare to your

double up turn two into four
Tell me what's da play get out the way let me score
We gon' run it up / check the numbers on the board
I'm gettin' paid / that

the day when we was young, we was really at it
Gotta go get it by any means sleeping on the pallet 
13 when Ray first showed me his lil automatic 
Knew that

catch up
On my island, I'ma bless her
Big shinobi drip, get the fuck up on my dick
I want that bad bitch to hop up on my stick
Shit, then I do my dance

here 'til it all end
('Til it's over)
I'ma do this shit here 'til it's all over
(Huh)
Seventy-nine for the sack like I'm Bob Golic
(Boom)
I'll come by

Light

Lil Yachty

Activated

Ayy, ayy, what's up gang
Let me go secure the M's for the gang
Ayy, ayy, what's up gang
Y'all niggas think it's my fault
Ayy

I got that check

R is for the real
But he gotta be right
I am independent
But I like him by my side
G you think it is funny
But I promise I'm not jokin'
H for all

Stunner, I'll be way-way-way gone by the summer
Lil Rose on the come-up from the concrete, sorry to say that you playing for the wrong team
Put it all on me,

nah, we ain't showin' no love
We gon' pull up, fill a nigga up
Get that boy blood by I put him in the tub
Cartier hittin' like sus, solitaire stone, ho,

will be ok...if you
Look up, Look up

All the years, they went by fast
each one better than the last
every moment big and small
She really had it all,

tell them to bag it up,
Flex at the register tell them to add it up,
Dripping too hard and this shit getting hazardous, (oooo)
 
Homicide on the track

Fuck boy froze up on a mission 
Whacked 'em out then took his stripes (get yo' bitch ass outta here)

Fuck it, I'll do it (bah)
Fuck it, I'll do it