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[intro]
(this is a yp exclu*clusive)
(energy made this one)
[?] mix this sh*t up
like codeine right now, look
[?], look

[verse]
my n*gga just caught a opp
and he say he finna k!ll him
n*ggas love flexin’ they stars
but we know that it’s a rental
[?] drum with a glock
it sound like instrumental
and yeah, n*gga is runnin’ his mouth too much
so he got hit in his temple
ridin’ ’round la with big body
and with a mac
every time i check my phone
a new n*gga get whacked
i just made like ten racks
count it up, in a track
amg get to bustin’, yeah
he runnin’ like he in track
my n*ggas love fast cars
so you know they in them track’s
what n*gga? or them ‘cats n*gga?
wait hold on, wait
and them scats n*gga?
and i’m in that lamborghin’
put ’em on my back n*gga
and i swear to god
i don’t really f*ck with these rap n*ggas
caught him by surprise
now that n*gga in the atmosphere
my b*tch ass so fat, and so round
like a d*mn sphere
yo’ ho finna eat the whole gang n*gga
show her how she get here
this ho gettin’ on my nerves
i swear she need jesus
i pour like six lines up
in a d*mn one liter
i just made like six racks, sippin’ drop
n*gga i got fever
[?] just scored some wock’
he finna put it in the freezer
that ho, she give good head
but i swear that she a keeper
my n*gga [?]
that n*gga, he the reaper
aye, my white n*gga, he keep cash
and he up like some jesus
i can’t do nun’ for this ho
i swear to god that she need jesus
twin glocks on me, run up like that ho
but my name [?]
jozizzy, he just scored some drank
and it got me cheesin’
pour up wock’ in pineapple fanta
sh*t look like the lakers
that pint that you sippin’ on
ain’t sh*t, boy you crazy
how the f*ck, you ain’t got no racks?
swear these n*ggas, they lazy
that my white ho, she do coke
would’ve thought this was the 80’s
and my white ho
kickin’ sh*t with my new ho, she asian
me and terry in them coupes
on the freeway, speed racin’
free lil’ will, that’s my n*gga, yeah
he incarcerated
hit yo’ whip, with them bullets n*gga
this sh*t can get crazy
it’s a switch, on the glock n*gga
yeah, sh*t is crazy
and yo’ ho, throwin’ [?] on d*ck
that ho so out rated
n*ggas lame, tryna steal some swag
boy, you so outdated
in a track’, bro he got a ‘cat
yeah, we finna race ’em
and her n*gga think i’m the sh*t
feel like i’m overrated
got the drop, from yo’ ho n*gga
this sh*t sound crazy
in the o, with my lil’ n*gga
and we smokin’ [?]
i f*cked yo’ ho, and you know n*gga
[?]
[?], all my hoes
i’ma give them hoes babies
all my locals, they some hoes
and they really think i made it
all my n*ggas know they role
now our house real sp*cious
n*gga, we was on the road
left his face on the pavement
i switch hoes just like clothes
i swear this sh*t feel amazin’
and my n*ggas ran off on the plug
i think he was jamaican
and my n*gga yeah, he move the [?]
like boy, what you makin’
and my n*gga he just move the dog food
and some cat
you ain’t suckin’ d*ck, b*tch
then you gotta scat
i’m in la eatin’ lobster n*gga
hundred dollar plates

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