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What Else!!+

by Melito Sensei

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I'm trippin don't give fuck Call up your friends and roll up a blunt Been chilling I'm lit i don't gotta stunt When they hear my voice they know ima dump This weed i be smoking nigga i be slumped She throwing back shotty's now look at her pumped If she get too sloppy i don't know nobody That's is not my body you know she a dub Uh Fucking this up Like ima monk But bitch i'm a Sensei dont call me a thug Nigga i dont know you you can't get a dap Not even a hug You be with the fuds Wait my bad the feds These niggas look Ed Got they bitches looking half these niggas pressed These bitches ain't loyal they on to the next You heard what i said These niggas different Half you niggas hating half you niggas dissing I don't need the love Man these niggas dusty Man these niggas shitty Yeah these niggas musty They don't mind their business that's what it must be Don't worry bout me you better check yourself pussy These niggas different Half you niggas hating half you niggas dissing I don't need the love Man these niggas dusty Man these niggas shitty Yeah these niggas musty They don't mind their business that's what it must be Don't worry bout me you better check yourself pussy I'm coming through hot you better remember me They tryna read me like a spelling bee No new niggas don't try to get next to me It's the circle fuck a enemy Disrespect you get left as a memory Niggas be chatting female tendencies I thank - for the time on the clock Cause with A dot you don't know what it did to me Going through war with anxiety At different times wondering if thats it for me One day i had an epiphany Ima be rich and go down in history Like yo who that I don't know gang shoot that And I'm not a shooter I can not cap Get me tight disrespect you gone get whacked Nine to the bro's yeah that's what I jack Facts getting the pack Stan Lee move tact Yeah ima fold her no it's not Mac And she gone taste it said that it slap Shawty she running thinking it's track We gone put caton right on the map All of them days sitting in the trap Niggas they doubted me smoking on crack Won't get me tight i will not react Had so much rage a nigga won't go back Fam soon be up ima blow up on tracks And if you play all you hearing is Lay em down no mat I'm trippin don't give fuck Call up your friends and roll up a blunt Been chilling I'm lit i don't gotta stunt When they hear my voice they know ima dump This weed i be smoking nigga i be slumped She throwing back shotty's now look at her pumped If she get too sloppy i don't know nobody That's is not my body you know she a dub Uh

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