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How you doing?

They're like, we need some more of that raw shit.

You know what I'm saying?

Fuck it, nigga, let's do it.

Don't wanna listen to politics cause it's wishy-washy Don't feel it bickering, roll up the bag and let it go And hold on to if you roll up on me Get hit with it homie, you know I'm with you

I told them I was a little stupid

More than a fucking little bit.

Throw them like I hit a bitch down in domestic.

Someone like, I just hit a bitch.

Double fucking, I'm kicking this.

I got a clientele, so that's how my nigga ritz.

But it's been your penis, wise bitch, I'm really itch.

It's finna get venomous when I'm living it.

Like a nigga was flicking his bikini, hit a cigarette.

but not me because you gotta be an idiot to tell me you're not feeling it the bitches really loving me they niggas looking

and I don't give a shit about the nigga you been dealing with.

Silly bitch, now what you mean looking at your clitoris?

Bitch, they know I'm on that

Strong outcome.

Like tech on the stool and shit.

Wrong album.

I'm a monk still to a bitch.

Called out.

Hella fresh, I'm dripping it.

My peep can't hear this shit, so I'm out.

Little nigga from the middle, get it?

I'm out.

Yeah, they claim they sick with it, but I'm iller.

Come a long way from that bottom, I'm on top.

Now they want to be like ISO, but you not, nigga.

South liver.

South liver.

South liver.

South liver.

Even though the world was like that.

Ever since I sold pop they lost it

Thank you.

Thank you.

cop then cop one and I'm not gonna cop unconscious fuck anybody hatin' then it rontorizes X them out like Malcolm for pocket watchin'

Seems like I'm the topic of all the controversy, doubts, and comments.

I can honestly say stop the nonsense.

Y'all have lost your nuggets.

And I ain't violent, time to silent autumn Wintertime, finna rise up, y'all are falling Minimize, Baba Ali, I'm Muhammad

Hit the ground, havin' a critic pickin' up all the fuckin' lyrics I can spin around Y'all can stop it, y'all keep watchin' me count cash, money, bitch, and baller block

I'm the one that bitches all keep jocking.

In fact, with a pimp hat and your whole calling blocking, I'm a star for real, no defy from rocking.

I'm a star when you

I mean, but damn, I'm tired of arguing with washed up niggas.

Better dry your armpits.

Did you find a warning?

Like a two minute whistle.

and I'm shooting a missile and hitting you and the witch who won't cause a crisis for him.

Like the Cuban illiterate was spilling you to the middle for thinking you get an issue

Because when I ain't before, man, I got a tool that can stick you.

But stop removing your menu like Doc will do with you.

This will really move on the sticky nigga.

Get food in the menu, and when I order it, I'm lit.

That's what I do when I screw with my nigga.

Come a long way from the bottom, I'm on top, nigga.

Live up, live up, live up, live up, live up, live up

Live up, live up, live up, live up

Put a double like a double, you'll be shocked.

Tip them up and then I hear them call it shop.

That's what I'm talking about, boy.

Tepper's alumni.

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