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to KeKe
Look like star swear she seen me on tv
She a Lil thirsty I gave her some Fiji
Cannabis I just smoked three in row
Call me C4 bitch you I’m gone blow

like really that's all shit
Do you need more when you see more
Ticking time bomb that's C4
Shout out to C Force
Stick to we more beef or you need

that, stutter-step flow, and now I'm, ready-to-go
It's like there's C4 in me cause I'm ready to blow
With all of this homemade dynamite, no I'm just

with the stars Ey
And I'm gonna blow up fasho
C4 I'll blow up for show
Dropping every body that is anybody planning to mess up with the glow
Haven't

You niggas in chaos
Shit I'll be the recourse
Don't fuck around
Push me to the edge
Shit I'll be the C4
Nigga blowing up
Order my shit on the net

and be a prison of war
combat engineers will rearrange your door
with time fuse, Det cord and C4

I can't keep the peace so I keep me in check
look both

a charge like it's a RICO
I been said I would blow up like a motherfking C4
With the gang we pushing playa ain't shit else that we know
I'm too sick with

C4
I used to slit my wrist
Hell no nigga I ain't emo
Seeming like the game getting artificial
It's a new rapper every week, like they made by GMO
Bout

of c4
Blowing up everyday
Its checkmate
Yeah
Don't utter my government name
Shit my momma don't even be saying
Hated the daily
Created a alias
Pressure

Yeah

Uh, he said that was his ho
(That was your ho?)
No, I didn't know (Know)
Nigga try to reach for my chain (Huh?)
He gon' die, the C4 show (On

chilling watching time fly away and pass me by
Wasting life should be a crime but I got nothing on my mind
Blow my phone like C4
I'm in incognito
Jumping

She's got those dark eyes 
New jeans, hair ties
She's always on my mind like Gucci belts and dark lies
Shines so bright like C4 
Come on let me see

a, Migo
Like a, C4 yea
This shit boosting up my ego
Can't take this shit like the repo
Can't find a friend like I'm Nemo
I don't need shit, I don't

song be blowing up, C4 after C4 
Malaki on the piano, c-note after c-note
And I been stacking money, talking c-note after c-note
Green like Little Shop

Really Doe

Danny Brown

Atrocity Exhibition

2016

vegetables
Rapping with that special flow
Only way you're next to blow if you be strapped with C4
I be fresh from head to toe, every day a fashion show

jack
C4 when I run it back
Like a track star, run a record lap?
Nah, like when his needle catch (yeah)
Clean look, poet pugilist
A shooters view,

yeah my hourglass
Don't watch it spill to the bottom half
You see the piece, now run it fast
On the tarmac, in a starter jack
C4 when I run it back

gonna fuckin' make me miss the game

It goes, one, two, three, four
Rush room, C4
Need more bleach, breathe more (yo, I said)
Reach for ether, either

up like a little league baseball player
It moves, I'm strangling as I'm swinging as main mangler
I wanna D4, poach you as your seafood is C4
I'm

jack
C4 when I run it back
Like a track star, run a record lap?
Nah, like when his needle catch (yeah)
Clean look, poet pugilist
A shooters view,

we roll
You already know how we go free Gater and C4
Free my daddy i swear to God when
You come home i be stacking
Million dollar dreams Do my
Million

Introduction

B

Naturalook

1999

C4 them down, let 'em burn in the car
Me not worried about no witness
'cause them won't see, anything linkin' up ta me
Boss, come ta find out it was

respect
The homie like "you crazy blessed"
We finna blow like C4 with
No bull in that text
Yes – Mike Jack wouldn’t make
It in this thriller
Watts up, watch

a clique full of Migos
They got them come clips full
And will blow this bitch up, like some C4
I'm all about my dough
I do this right here for my people
Fuck