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Hear Me Out (feat. Stakes, Freddy DoLess, UnoDeuce, ¡kylkenny! & 724x)

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Yeah Hear me out yo Hear me out yo Hear me out loud and clear like a preacher ADHD4K through the speakers She say she hate me but she yelling go deeper Shakira waist but her back Onika Minaj Face Zendaya, feeling like I'm sleeping under the stars She wanna stay up talking feelings I feel I can't be arsed I need to lay up for the weekend off a xan and a half Cause you know I beat it up, Stella Artois My bitch was fat, now she thin She got off her ass This shit I smash I come in, leave her in a cast Crazy, I pace back and forth like gym class Told the bitch I dont want none, Sister Act She know, I wanna fuck not cuddle Wait bro, yeah I'm in my duffle And we put our money together, watch that shit double Got big blunts Power puff, we blow bubbles You in trouble thought he'd make it to the sixth round The bell not even rang and he saying he got to sit down Cousin ran up and you like, wait bro, hear me out Bao, bao, bao, bao, bao, you can't hear now You can't hear now We what they fear now They shed a tear now Yeah, they seem sincere now Hear me out loud and clear like a preacher ADHD4K through the speakers She say she hate me but she yelling go deeper Shakira waist but her back Onika Minaj Face Zendaya, feeling like I'm sleeping under the stars She wanna stay up talking feelings I feel I can't be arsed I need to lay up for the weekend off a xan and a half Cause you know I beat it up, Stella Artois I can still remember Trying to touch the road On the way to see a girl with a dozen roses Now my sights are set on venues with a hundred rows And I tell the girls to let it go like I was up in Frozen Derozan, never miss with the hits Antetekounmpo, I get hummus you bitch I'ma hit a triple double, not a lick of assist We be bringing round your sister, we be telling her strip When I was a youngin' they said chill, let Christopher spit I had a romance with the mic, we would kiss on the lips When I was younger I would reminisce on living all rich And now I'm old and got some money, I just think with my dick Touching road with a baddy on the side She only wear stiletto, she a ballerina type Hit the after party, send the addy and I'll slide Mustang in the garage, we in the Caddy for the night Got too many options Got freak hoes when I'm out in Compton Getting cream with the team out in Boston Get the champagne ready cause we poppin' I got a nine millimeter in my back pocket I'm going on a trip to hit a bitch with a rocket Don't wanna see me when I aim and I cock it Best believe that I'm going for your socket Carpe Noctem, I gotta be in your top ten When I pop in, I drive the boat I cannot swim Got no options, I'm great, tell me how could I not win Need some raw shit from Stakes and Kenny you got them Hip-hop twins like Brad Jordan in 1991 Or like Gamera fuckin up a small city I'm having fun While demolishing any beat you put in front of me Fall in defeat at my feet, respect me or you get sent out to Coventry Shout out to my British niggas know y'all hoes in love with the Five nine shit starter but my heart is eight foot three Saving the sacred key, no vacancies for wack rap niggas Three's a muthafuckin' crowd so get out, Jack Trippers Damn I hit the stu like Brian Griffin Baby rap different Lying about the bodies in your verse I guess you cap niggas Oh I see you step in in your purse You in your bag nigga I'll put you out on the strip Go show your ass nigga Yeah I said I'm back, though I ain't never been backdoored It's a nightmare when them niggas in attack mode Labels want a nap, they should pick me like afros Balling like we the Astros, no love for you assholes Take these bitches down, I led the league in tackles Comin agg with the mag they should have me in shackles Cross me one time, I get your chess like castles Shit hot like a bottle of Tabasco Rappers never get even, I rap this shit for a reason You rap about beef, I'd rather rap bout a vegan Who just started this evening, who don't like what they eating Asking is this shit seasoned Kind of like you when you rapping and I mean it It's getting hotter, check the heat, check the climate It be dotted on the sheet when I sign it They can not stop me, I don't need be reminded Bitch I get under their skin, ultraviolet I get violent, plates are flying, babies crying The mayans warned us of the day I'm arriving I go Sean de Paul, baby girl dutty wining Cause she know bout sliding down the pole like she a fireman I'm a tyrant in early days I inspire them Then it's a genocide, bring back the sirens Freddy chopper got a dick, chicks in Thailand You gon' pay for the pussy, Miss Saigon See me and Stew were speaking the other day and discussing He told me about a time Before she ever had me busting I said can I bring Stakes And she said yuck that's disgusting

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