Rizzy got the heat You´re not making this easy, Kyle
Heard they tried to take me as the nice guy, nice try
Double A twelve, pulled up, turned his block into Five Guys I got hippie lungs, gallery department tie dye Real life spaceships, we ain´t livin´ sci-fi I can tell she wanna fuck doin´ all that side-eyein´
You try and take a half a dollar from me, you gon´ die tryin´ Off an oxy hittin´ stains, bitch I feel like Billy Mays Million dollar game, yeah I´m the king, I´m in my gilly phase I´m the shit like Mr. Hanky Shoot the .38 with both hands, the trigger janky Hangin´ out the window if it´s issues, I ain´t goin on a rant Two grams short of half in the slabs, Za Morant
Scratchin´ opps off the list, that shit like stompin´ ants Shoulda knew the brick was fake, shit ain´t even got a stamp Mountain Dew on lava lamp, if he hide, ain´t gotta camp Number one contender, put me in the ring, I´ll drop the champ Lil´ brodie manned up and volunteered to hit the ten One hoe getting boring, told that bitch bring a friend Serenede jeans stack, these are not no RTA´s Fuck a ARP, I pull up, clear the scene with RPK This life shit up and down, kinda like a see-saw Aston Martin with the horses, pull off in the yee-haw Throw your album in the dumpster, that shit sounded weak sauce
Every card of the deck, I can´t take no weeks off Every day of the calendar I´m pickin´ up what you put down like I got scavenger I ain´t got no shame in my game, Frank Gallagher Why they count me out? I shocked the world, supreme chancellor Hundred in the clip, twenty-five each, ´cause he ridin´ around with three passengers Shit, R.I.P. them Put a band on his head like he Big Ben Could´ve put a hundred on him, shooter owe me though Him Duncan, face card hot, San Antonio Jerome Bettis, what you go and get that Rollie for? Doggy barely steppin´, what the fuck you got, some polio?
Toronto shows sold out, we look like OVO Loubie´s they don´t rodeo, cut it with the bullshit I ain´t even have to aim with this full clip Drop a fifty on this shit like the new LUCKI Cut the traction, this bitch spinnin´ like a dune buggy High as hell, my juice muddy 2017, the scam page was catching imbeciles All the hate you doin´, try to meet me at the pinnacle The baddest kid in school, now I got more pape´ than my principle (ShittyBoyz, DogShitMilitia, you know what the fuck goin´ on)
Heard they tried to take me as the nice guy, nice try
Double A twelve, pulled up, turned his block into Five Guys I got hippie lungs, gallery department tie dye Real life spaceships, we ain´t livin´ sci-fi I can tell she wanna fuck doin´ all that side-eyein´
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