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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Denzel Himself
Denzel Himself
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Denzel Himself
Denzel Himself
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Lyrics

Him come up like Pink Thunder, I been gutter For Six summers Keep comin', I ____ nothin', I speak numbers I leak nothin', I spit gutter My swing rugged, yea Leave nothin', you wanna eat? Well at least come in Psyche! You cant get a seat keep the weed rumblin' I'm not, you niggas, not Himmy I need nothin' H Port, is from the streets so I keep thuggish my Baby-boy, I'm keepin suttin in case I actually wanted to jeet suttin' Starin' in my eye like you wanted to ___ suttin' Well I got a feast of this beef onion and corn on the cob If you vegan or bleed suttin', I get it early Flyer than a dove Bismillah (Bismillah) - wait If I ain't in a dub, you can find me in the club wait I ain't finna scrub for your love (for your love no) I ain't finna hug, friend I'm tryna fuck - wait I ain't wit' the fuck (wit' the fuck), wit' the fuck shit I'ma ask you once, "Is you tryna fuck me?!" If you swerve me out, Yo that's cool (yo that's cool) Just, never mind me when, me and, your best-friend fcuk
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