Lyrics:
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If he don't give that shit up, We going crush him
Lil Dirtyy nigga clean, Don't touch him
Two Ys Shit Official ya hear me
(Lil Dirtyy nigga clean,
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'
My rhymes like nickels and dimes
Plug it
GYB Otaku
We Layered up
Check it
Uh, this here is lyrical alchemy give me a beat and a bit to myself
And you get a miracle out of me
The Universal
Christian, give me Louis too
I got the beach house by the lake
That I got even though I hate it
I just got it 'cause that's what I do
I want the Finer Things
miss me but not misses
If you ask me what's my interest, all my interest involve interest
It ain't nothing to cut that bitch off but you can't cut my
you can stay with me?
And then after while we'll sneak away from the bonfire
Walk by the moonlight and down to the riverside
Gotcha sippin' on some
you rebuttal It's incomplete
Don't try to challenge and give a defeat
When you are blasting yourself at the feet
From now on I'm Armstrong
I'm charging
a No-No
Give me Ocho-Cinco!
Uh, fuck that condom by Versace when I hit from the back
She gon' call me "Papi" while she sit up on my lap
Sip syrup lean and I
go off beat
Like I ain't got no competition
Do this shit with ease
They thinking
That I got the cheat codes
Cus ain't nothing holding me
Back from
got the gas so u know that spaz on the mic no not jazz I'd rather give them blues
Its not cloudy you won't get a chance
To f**k with me put that on my
walking in and out my life but I ain't tripping
Told them that they have to come and get me
I'll be making music with my peeps or by my lonely, aye, what
like that dig I give to my ex
I get high, I get chores there's no doubt that I be the livest
I support it see my words be the needle
Studio my dope
Louis looking like Gotham
Got the hoodie on and I look like Robin
Sipping on Jack looking like what's popping
They don't even give the boy a chance no
,
They don't love me for who I am but who I'm destined to be,
And for that!, I'll give you everything up under the sun,
Cause in the end, all the girls
everyday I should remind you
I'm packing that heat got my hand on that fire
You wanted war, then I'm ready to fire
People looking at me different, 'cause I
The money don't make me
These niggas acting like bitches and be faking,
I don't give a flying fuck bout these haters,
What they do think or even,
Really be
?
Wide body, takin' that shit to a 103
Presidential pussy, I got it runnin' for me
And when you lookin' that good, everything just comin' for free, for
shits
My ass be flowing
Like I took a laxative
Look how imaginative
That little Richard be
Look at how they reaching b
Stretch Armstrong
How they getting
on beats
I make money on beats
I don't spend money on rocks
Got that straight from the block
So give me 1g untouched give me 1g uncut
I don't spend money
niggas is heatin' up they vegetables
From being bullied in the sixth, to being dissed by any bitch
That can breath, please throw me in a ditch
And I
wanna fight me
Ima give out extra clips
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Do the right thing
I get jungle fever
When a pussy nigga step up on my turf
Slip on the IVY
De tous ceux qui m'ont précédé (By all those that came before me)
Je l'ai appelé Influences (I called it Influences)
Car mon rap a une conscience
You know we flyin' Emirates, they come and give me baguettes
In the middle of the day, bitch, you know where we is
In the middle of the air, that's
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