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brought the rain, uh
Mr. Pop and aim, uh
Let the choppa sang, uh
That shit hard to tame, uh
I send em to hell foreal
Yea, uh
I send em to beg formal
Uh, uh

the sky
So point you finger and say
That's the bad guy
Say hallo to my lil friend A K 47
I capture your soul
So you won't go to heaven
The game can't sold

the sky
So point you finger and say
That's the bad guy
Say hallo to my lil friend A K 47
I capture your soul
So you won't go to heaven
The game can't sold

(Uhh, uhh)
(Ayy, ayy)
4Kizzy in this bitch, baby
Don't be wasting none my time, I need strips, baby
Lil baby, she a dime, okay
She wanna fuck wit'

made a freak huh Ayy, she suck the whole dick up , no gaggin
Aggressive lil' bitch , say she like when I choke and I grab her

Ayy, got her legs in

’m playin wit dis 
Cake 
I done been a lotta thangs but what i neva been is fake 
I’d ratha be mr lonely den surrounded by sum snakes




Nigga see me in dat

'm a product of TI and Boosie
And Jeezy and also Lil Will
And the Migos, the fourth one is here
Product of Hip-Hop I'm making it clear
I'm a product of jugging

are you
I'm Mr. Moneybags, how do you do
I'm bout my paper, boy, pass out the news
Ooh, yuh, hop in the coupe
Ay, blue faces filling my pockets, now all

the private room I'm tryn see sumin
The booty hit a lil different when the bag jumpin  
Turn it up a bit I bet I make it drip drop
By the end I bet I end up

into it
Huh lil' boy where your pape movement
Yeah my name got weight to it

It's Kso Mr. Pesos yeah the spanish fluent
Ain't nun' like the rest bro I

hard by myself the real Kobe gone


Chores
Pressure in me city bitch it’s up we let 30s blow
My lil nigga with it he won’t never let that cutta go
Flex

I'm bout to square it off
Everybody better stay in they homes
Cus when I spit, I'm representin
I'm protected by chrome
My old G Hump done told me

her dog home and I fucked her in the bed,
Called up Mr.Helm now we gettin bread

Aim down sights got 20/20 vision,
Shot to the head, I got all

am a starter
I'm the first one to the lean lil baby
Feel like Mr. Carter ugh

Girl you know I hate it when you pass by
I'm tryna run up with my gang

7am I’m up n at it it’s bout to be a good one
Click my dm find my bm n check up on my lil one
I broke my old scale so now I sale em by the unit
I let

coming
This was Evan's Inferno
I've seen glutton
It ain't nothing to fuck with
But heresy
Showed me how to get through life successfully
Fuck your opinion

hit thug i got some papers
We got henny by the gallon that shit regulation
God woke us up this morning so we celebrated
I feel like teezy all a nigga do

Leave my sweat on stone tables after gym class
Cornhole skills by the end I could teach a master class
Locker room steals so everyone locked up their bags

and raised by Nas
Raised by the sharks but I'm swimming with the prawns
I found my own lane meet Mr Folarin

to the telly to put dick up in her belly
Yeah she fucking on my mans but no I'm not jelly
Cuz I already passed it on, I already got it already
Mr. No I do not

my wallet

feel like im stuck in the fire
surrounded by people that once i admired
they set me on top of the pyre
inferno's the next destination im

to make em splash a lil wetter
I might take em to school they just some class clowns
Niggas thought I was funny well tell em laugh now
Putting all of them

Stingy like Mr krabs when it
Comes down to my sauce
Got chased by a fat mall cop
He look like Rick Ross
Like I'm hooping with this nigga
Hit him with

My name is Lion
Bitch I’m a king
You call it a mix
I call it a sting
That bitch a Devil where
Prada’s lil ring
My phone aint silent
Bitch where is