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Yeah, yeah, yeah, oh

Look at my bling, look at my wings, look how I'm fly as hell (Fly)

Pay off the shooters, ain't up in Cuba, just my Makavel (Ah)

Hit him up, hit him up till they ain't breaking that water and headed to ghetto's

Cause if I'm back in my hood, I'm good

Hit up, my corner still give me umbrellas

Smoking these **** to ashes

Why they sweeter than my last's? (What)

How you call yourself an asset while producing all this ass shit? (How?)

Getting punk car acid

You might pull up in the acid (Skrrt)

Yeah, you just stock and we laughing

I'm a star, ask Astrix (Ha)

Whoa, third eye on bird's eye (Yeah)

I done seen a whole lot of shit (Whole lot)

My daddy still in my life

You **** a whole lot of bitches

Don't got an avecid (Not at all)

Please, my idols ain't half as scary

They getting manatonic, bust the confidence

It's popping, could back me a Halle Berry (Yikes)

Sheesh, smoking, I got the Co with the perufistration

We gon' have to die another day (Whoa)

We just waiting on the call

Tryna' ball 'till we fall

No more home invasions while a **** at the mall

Looking for a more certi way (None of that)

Yeah, live by it, die by it

Quick, fuck it, throw the gun away (Fuck that shit)

Yeah, we throwing hands

Tryna dance

Keep that same energy, don't cap out (Nah)

**** only ride with the straps 'cause these pussies scared to get knocked out

I'm a buck 40, **** soaking wet (Soaking wet)

Hop on **** so I hold the threats

But if a **** ating

This shit get shaking

My decision making has no regrets

Look if you buggin', ho

My silence ain't up for discussion, ho

It's all or nothing

If it ain't vibrate like a muffin, the fuck is you fussing for?

Yeah, honey ho is expinding

Hold the cam being candid

Queen is damn

Hold my hand (Yeah)

She rip up man (Yeah)

You reprimanded (Uh)

Third eye on bird's eye (Yeah), soaring like a motherfucker, yeah

Just read your whole catalog, you boring like a motherfucker, ayy

Yo, fuck I'ma do with this? (Fuck is this?)

Yeah, no, I'm not new to this (Hell nah)

Learn my decisions

Burning my bridges

Bitch, call me Ludacris (Skrrt)

Third eye on bird's eye, I'm soaring (Yeah)

Yeah, every time is the right time

Fly even in the night time

Leave all the cry baby shit for the morning (Baby shit for the morning)

Leave all the cry baby shit for the morning

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My Jesus's finnesed, that **** black as a motherfucker (Ayy, yo)

Who is the white dude? This shit as whack as a motherfucker (Ayy, yo)

The inception come from decepting, caused to assemble the AutoBots (Ayy, yo)

Don't lose us, can't maintain champagne like a bottle pop (Ayy, yo)

You got me thinking I'm bugged up, that ain't my style (That ain't my style)

IQ on a hundred

No Rolex for the Cromp Stomp

**** pulling up in a dump truck

What's going down? (What's going down?)

And you asking where we come from

Hit or lick or suck his dissing dum-dum's

Ain't nothing secret to tell me (No)

Make some shit like it's jelly (Yeah)

They came in last

Kicking they ass

Really ain't shit they can tell me, no (Hell nah)

I know you're dreading adrenaline, ain't shit you can tell me, no (Uh)

You looking for paper, then I got the mail key

Fuck it, bro, I might just sell tree

Hearin' the stacks, we ain't hell, G

Streaming my song on the LP

'Till life is good like an LG (Life is good, life is-)

Dumb nation, ****, you's like an LG (Yeah, yeah)

When I use the pen all I do is win

Third eye on bird's eye (Yeah), soaring like a motherfucker, yeah

Just read your whole catalog, you boring like a motherfucker, ayy

Yo, fuck I'ma do with this? (Fuck is this?)

Yeah, no, I'm not new to this (Hell nah)

Learn my decisions

Burning my bridges

Bitch, call me Ludacris (Skrrt)

Third eye on bird's eye, I'm soaring (Yeah)

Yeah, every time is the right time

Fly even in the night time

Leave all the cry baby shit for the morning (Baby shit for the morning)

Leave all the cry baby shit for the morning (One, two, one, two)

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