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Hey yo just count what up there you know

Buzzing buzz had to come see you got it

Good to see you got good to see you do it

Take the streets full of ride

Okay we riding high

Yeah you better light

Your l smoke your l and just kiss the sky huh

And if you ever disrespect

Bust a map by dead man died

Yeah i i

I think the streets been looking for this

Before long time yeah

Come on

I came to bring the pain

More hard to the brain

Yeah i'm busting at it

I burn like acid rain that ass is flame

These niggas tryna see how i come as your dame

Ain't it other than i'm letting in

Yes met for president

Bein' hell with gasoline

George is for the hell of it

And i ain't delicate

Flow's hot as kettle get nap

You ain't f**g with that

You must be celibate

Just a little got a stack we can sizzle

Little hash

In the middle

Where it at in the middle y'all back

Mommy if you got a fat ass make it jiggle yep

Put it in my next video shot by little x

Sending me up

Gon' work 'til there ain't any left

I'm trying to get what i'm worth

And not a penny less

Bank fast come on bank cash come on

Everybody do it with your stank ass come on

If you rob somebody grab

Somebody stomp somebody slap

Somebody make you wanna step to the bar

And sip bacardi

While i'm spaying in the club we in the party

Brooklyn come on shout all in come on

Queens brings down the long alley come on

Bronx n**a come on manhattan come on

Each and every hood what's happening come on

Yeah real talk get it feel more bus

Let me get at these niggas yeah

Yo now watch me back your shit up

I hope you people pull up and pick up

And pack your shit up

Home it's time to move

While i'm seeing right through you

Let me relieve you while all of your figures

See the streets

You never believe in you

Niggas come on go ahead and battle

You can watch me patiently waiting

Aiming attack you

Instead i'mma let one of my bitches slap you

I invite you

When you niggas to try to feel the wrath

Of the unruly awakening of a sleeping giant

Very divine

Once i give you the pressure

And then i apply it

And then you're breathing to stop

Totally quiet

Captain in this shit so call me the pilot

I'll leave you

When your crew will collide with me

Dying up on a n**a

Just like a heard of a thousand cattle

That'll travel over your face and fragile

Your shit

Shopping

Worse than then we torture you

And then get to rapping and get to stepping

N**a this shit'll make you rob somebody

What grab somebody

What stabs somebody what slaps somebody

What make you wanna step to the bar

And sip bacardi

What wild out spaz in the club we in the party

What brooklyn come on shaolin come on queens

Raised down along island come on rocks

N**a come on bad hat ass come on

To each and every hood what's happening

C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon

C'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon c'mon

Can't you see what i got for you now

Shake it big fat ass in front of me now

To all my all bitches to all my all niggas

We here to blackout follow the story now

Just feel my heat

And you know i'm gonna beat it

Just keep it street

My n**a cause you know we about to lose it

My n**a

And you know we gonna get real stupid

My n**a

See the police coming what fireman coming

What

Street niggas ready to ride and start dumping

What i love to see you whenever

You in your man fronting

What

Me and my best step to your quick to smash

Something

What

Now who is he dope mc killing these cowards

Wack

Niggas get pimps slapped give me some powder

Click clack

Run in your back now think about it

Get back run in your gap i can't allow it

You know we seeing it through you

All the street

Be needing niggas like me and you girl

Hey yo i think

When i'm singing from here we got them

All in your logic

Oh we should have did this shit

A long time ago

I got that shit that make rappers shit

And they shoot nasty

I spit flows and spit in they food

Metal tempt me

I'm nothing like a curious child

I'm simply a boy

In the hood with furious style

This shit is making robs somebody what

Grabs somebody what

Stabs somebody what slaps somebody what

Make you wanna step to the balls ship

Bacardi what

Wild out spaz in the club

We in the party what

Brooklyn come on shaolin come on

Queens brings down the long island

Come on rocks n**a come on man

Hating come on each and every hood

What's happening

Come on every day yeah

Everywhere i taste who i'm with yeah

Let me talk come on ha

Hey yo god here lord flip my whole tags

Ain't that some shit that's some shit

That's the truth

We bust a bust left the couch yeah yeah

And let me know you won't do that again

Girl i said we can do it right now yeah

Shout out to new jersey

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