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the day
But I ain't no super man
And I ain't putting on no cape
Skiiirting off like Paul walker
Swear to god I'm finna crash
They be like
Jaye is you 1000?

Intro
HL8
Traphouse Mob
Sykes, Sykes
Ay
Brigades
Look

Verse 1
Ruth just called
And told me they raided the bando lookin' for me (For me?)
Got

left the nigga in some ruins
Pop a shroomy hit the road yeah nigga I be cruising
Brought the bag home now I'm hopping out the R8
Took a trip off

the way
Oh what fun it is to cheat
Taxpayers another day! Hey
My campaign fund will grow
When my masters I obey
Funded by corporate dough
For another term

this bitch a super eight
ten thousand dollars on my wheels I'm trying to reduce the scrape

I know I lie but when I get high I'm up like Allah
fingernail

nigga dying today
I hope you see this empire I'm gone create
I promise we done came a long way from section eight
I might be tommy the way I be going

weeks
Pillow talking turn-to confessions
I got some shit I need to get off, you could help by undressing
Lil shawdy a ten, that's why I spent my last dime

do you need a cheat sheet?
I dog a bitch, hit and dip, no, I don't do no repeats
I might buy you Birkin, but you gotta come and feast me
I'm 5'8, you

fatality next
I feel like all you bitches super bad for me sex
The bodies adding up they do the math for me

Shawty tryna fuck in public getting outta pocket

his eyes death by concetrate
Ballin up a super 8 
Icing freshly ready Im contiounsly bakin cake
Generational pussies day 1 I been straight
Spit a verse

Oh
Oh oh oh '
He like my style
Yeah, He like style
And he said
And she's, super cool like her vibe
And she don't play by the rules
Vintage style
Got

can get flirty
Can't wait to see you this evenin'
Slide by after 8:30
You tryin' not to come early
We suckin', smashin' like Kirby
I love the way that

In a Super Storm
So i'm Movin' onnnn, To my Next Location
This is Second Nature
Holly bars for Days, I need a Second-Paper, I need a Second Paper

Ya

not a fun sound
Inside the class acting like a clown
Working so hard paid like a bound
I'm powered by the latest tech always on never a wreck
Cops on my

got the weed that'll my make Lungs super cough
Cool ass cat hotbox with my socks off
Vintage jacket never rock a damn knock off
Wrestle with the paper

on this track
Shoot a Gompy Ghost at you it'll give some knockback
I got slowed by Freiya, that's just super wack
Pull the Paint Blaster out, shoot you

elle m'appelle
Hey
Polyamides sur le bed
Hey
Iceman me call faut que je parte sell
Sextape sur super eight
God damn
Je connais même pas son name
Pinkie

glasses
Feel like Latto, ripped it out the plastic
Way too many hoes I met inside this life that never lasted
Cop the Trackhawk Jeep or C8 Vette
I'm tryna

robberies burglaries and muggings rushing victims to emergency first degree thuggin 

Drinking and buzzing in the crack house hustling me and the click super

before
I don't go backwards anymore
I am wave, I am shore

I am wave, I am shore
I am wave, I am shore

Flicker like a Super 8
Well it's note to note
It's

Hello, my name is Rice4eveR
This entire album is brought to you in part
By my ability to hit the record button
And freestyle random ass shit
Off

the highway
My way is the highway
In a Super 8 by the border of Nevada
Drinking games with words, a shot for every verb
I have no fear of what I don't

waiting outside
Reservations are at eight hope we might make by 9
Know you've always been late but to me it's alright
Cause when we met this year everything

down back roads shawty wanna ride. She call me daddy and she suck me up 'til i'm dry. 

Got the system bumpin' goin' hard runnin' lights. Man, i'm super