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cane and abel - sme taxfree lyrics

[intro]
(stupiddog)
huh

[chorus]
in the yam in a lamb’, boy, you can’t compete with me
all in louis, f*ck a long boy, it cost me three*fifty
on my shirt say rhude ’cause that’s how i talk to b*tches
pole on me like i’m fishin’
next house comin’ with somebody just to wash the dishes
when i make it, everybody gon’ wanna throw me in they mentions
too late to d*ck ride, i’m finna leave ’em in the trenches
probably come back every night then just to f*ck they b*tches

[verse]
you can turn the music loud, brodie, i ain’t got no neighbors
me and my mama used to stay on [?] with no cablе
buyin’ everything i want ’cause i can and i’m ablе
at the boston lakers came with your b*tch at the stable
huh, you can’t just rap like this, you gotta live this sh*t
and you can flash that lil’ money, can you spend that sh*t?
n*ggas probably owe the plug or it’s ones in them dubs
or when they done takin’ pictures, bust it up
give it back to they n*gga, this sh*t mines, i ain’t splittin’ it
i just did another interview, they sayin’ i’m the realest
brodie mixin’ fentanyl without college, he a chemist
brodie got a b*tton on the ten milli, he a menace
been in louis two days
if they don’t know my name, then i bet they know my face
less than five for a show, then you ain’t talkin’ ’bout no pape’
i just know this b*tch bad, i don’t even know her race
boy, my house off the lake
palm trees around this b*tch, i ain’t even gotta rake
could leave the door open, n*gga, or a godd*mn date
boy, this neighborhood safe, won’t n0body touch my safe
bro, i don’t trust sh*t movin’ so i still got my drac’
’bout a year from now, boy, i’d probably do a song with drake
they used to sleep in the car next to the ash tray
now i’m 93 the only type of gas that it take
you was sleep, i was chasin’ money, n*gga, i was awake
[chorus]
in the yam in a lamb’, boy, you can’t compete with me
all in louis, f*ck a long boy, it cost me three*fifty
on my shirt say rhude ’cause that’s how i talk to b*tches
pole on me like i’m fishin’
next house comin’ with somebody just to wash the dishes
when i make it, everybody gon’ wanna throw me in they mentions
too late to d*ck ride, i’m finna leave ’em in the trenches
probably come back every night then just to f*ck they b*tches

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