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GET YO BREAD UP!
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Yeah, I wake up and hate what I produce
Not passing boof's, I pass the truth
So all these niggas cuttin' through
The yoppa yap with aptitude
My vocab massive, amplitude
Got a choppa, aim at you
Your face, contort you sneeze
Achoo
That's cute
I'm in her rump
My shit goin crazy, Bro look what I've done
Really I keep a stick like a drum-er
Yea, she bottom heavy like subwoofers
Heh a plugg like summrs
Make these niggas suffer
They stayin' under
When I finesse my way to the top
Say he face my K but he not
Keep hollows (holos) but not no Pokรฉmon
Y'all trippin' off the sg mob
I'm on that time like Kali Ma, hah
My lyrics mockin' songs
They hoppin' on my cosmic dong
They hit the bong, I write (right) my wrongs
Okay I'm back to rhymin'
Not surprisin', like horizon
Line em up, not talkin barber like a taper
Cuz I'm in the fuckin cut
Try me, see a 9 is in your face gon' fuck you up
Yo girl handle business like a vac
She really suckin' up
Whip be all black cause I'm muhfuckin' racist
Me the gang we gon' pull up and fuck on yo bitch
And she lovin' and askin' for mo' on the basis
Shawty she actin like trisha, no paytas
Bitch, like a octopus
She suckin' dick like a platypus
Talkin on SGM can't discuss
Pussy boy makin such a fuss
Pussy boy you's just a fuckboy
You talkin yo shit, look like malfoy
And you ain't got no bitches, no play boy
And I ain't tryna talk to you soy boy
I pull a, I pull a blade
Me and the boys we comin like a raid
He shiverin' cause I'm boutta throw a nade'
My choppa boutta give a boy a fade
Yeah, bitch I go back in time like a reverse
And I'm lookin at you I'm gon' observe
The way that I'm rappin', You'd think that Vigi got a hard verse
Fade that boy up like them muhfuckin' barbers
I pull out a blade like so
I'm rappin' sum heat like Mo
You fuckin wit me like no
I fuck her when I say so
Broke ass nigga on dick, for the last time bitch go get yo' bread up
He not big on the sticks I'll send one hit
One guy, that nigga got foreign Berettas
Feelin perc keep ya head up
He talkin' like he got cheese
But the money depletin' in seconds he already fed up
Bah, finna aim at ya sweater, uh
You ain't moving, wait (weight)
My choppa it's sweet uh, mix it wit some cake, yuh
Feel like MBRK, Cuz' my shit pop pop, with a k
17 new shot-shots to the brain
18 at your papa and yo' maid
Damn nigga what did you say? ah
You say you finna pop out wit a blicky, a mag a suppresso espresso
These bullets cut deep in ya foot in the velcro
I think you understand the memo
2 twin glocks to the face
Headshot to his dome
Now that nigga askin what's the date
My block monochrome, shootin' bullets I ain't care bout a race
Sendin' shoots at yo spleen
You pussy boy talkin lean
I'm fuckin witcho' bitch she sayin I'm mean
Talkin like a star and I'm not talkin keem
Drop my name bitch and its straight kankan
Imma use da method wit a Glock, straght blam-blam
Drop my name lil bitch, there gon' be sum static
If you talkin on stumble, then this Glock gon be ecstatic
This semi gon' be tucked, on my hands be automatic
Cause this ak on my hands it gon get real traumatic