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*monologue* Champ Bitches all on my line, had to hit decline, though Niggas wanna talk down when they talkin' to a giant, though I'm done doin' crimes but, everybody know I'm lyin', though Sometimes gotta live kinda' low, just to get to where you tryna go I done fucked all kinda of hoes and been high of all kinda of smoke (Kinda of smoke) GPD, just cop a bow then flip them O's till they adios (Adios) Treat the trap like a stop and go, pullin' more strings that Rock n' Roll I'll pull a light skin then Rock the Boat, then knock it just like Rocky, hoe To them hoes tryna act freaky, you a quick nut, you a cheap skeet Niggas ain't got Tinder, Love, and Care, that's why end up Creep, creep I'ma Roadrunner like meep-meep, be more clean then a neat freak I know these niggas wanna sleep me but I meet up with they bitches discretely Realest you know, I'm known to kill it flows, and I just got my a load Gettin' this dough, nah, I ain't whippin' no bowl, a nigga just flippin' them O's I don't relax, get to this paper like fax, smokin' my wood with some hash These niggas mad, ball hog with my gas 'cause niggas ain't gettin' a pass These niggas trash, when I see 'em I just laugh, bruh, I got this in the bag Loui V. baggage, rock it like a habit, fuck a snow rabbit, then smoke on some cabbage I stay attackin' when these niggas lackin', they say they 'bout it 'til you see 'em in action King of my palace, these niggas average, I'm hard as a hammer they softer then fabric Hoe's call me daddy, they diggin' my fashion, I dig in that pussy when I bend her Backwards Bitches all on my line, had to hit decline, though Niggas wanna talk down when they talkin' to a giant, though I'm done doin' crimes but, everybody know I'm lyin', though Sometimes gotta live kinda' low (Yea), just to get to where you tryna go Knock it down like dominos, so stoned off grade A, the honor roll And I pour up fours in my styrofoam, that 3rd coast shit that I be on Blow sour here no cowards here, I'm the dopest nigga in the atmosphere Got a zip in a bag, loud and clear, and I keep my day ones 'round me still Man, this shit go like four wheels, roll on this beat till it's road kill Most these niggas ain't forreal, half of these bitches got no chill Cops pullin' up by my folks' crib, I had to cop my a hotel That was sometime after 0'12, I did my time, nigga, oh well 512 property, ain't no one toppin' me Pray when I die that the lord got spot for me Life done got rocky but, I kept it proper 'Cause when I'm on go there ain't nan' nigga stoppin' me (Champ) I am the nigga I s'posed to be Pray that the lord and my angels watch over me Call my friends brothers but that's if you close to me You ain't my bro then you damn near a roach to me Gettin' too close, bruh, you need to back back from me Bitches know my heart is cold as a daiquiri Niggas actin' like they can really rap with me They don't know I treat the stu' like a factory Get off you ass and just do it, Juke made this jam and this bitch here go stupid Gotta go through it so, you can get through it You win or you lose you just gotta keep movin' Shawty wanna ride me, tell a hoe giddy up Fuck her 'til she givin' up, dippin' when I get a nut Now, shawty all up on my line trynna get some love Change my boo like shoes, had to switch 'em up Had to dip out of the club, wasn't lit enough Shawty by the bar hella thick, tell her hit me up Hit it once then tell her friends he ain't pickin' up 'Cause Christo, never ever ever ever give a fuck I don't give a fuck Say you love me? You can't be serious Man, gotdamn You childish, you sippin' out a sippy cup I ain't tryna hit like you rolled a Swisher up It's a Cole World, still Can't Get Enough Still Can't Get Enough I need that Haha, these niggas don't know what the fuck goin' on, nigga Haha