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OKAY FINE
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Oh look at that, the chum bucket dropped again
What a fucking joke
Fuck it up squid?
Yeah, he is fucking shit up
Damn
Guess I'll drop another tutorial
Show him how to rap properly again
What a pussy
She want the D
R.I.P. to that pussy
It drip like it's water
The chum getting spun like the blades on a chopper
Go wake up for shottas they came out of lockup
The game is messy gotta mop up, know imma
Don and yo bitch call me dada
Not Louis, nah, that's just the bag that I bought her
Look just cause the witness will flee
And the case will get beat
Doesn't mean that I do things like Baka
I got a lotta
Money and reasons
A lot of that money is most of the reasons
That I can be fucking with bitches, they scheming
She look like an angel and fuck like a demon
I give her some money, she burn it like Marcus at Neiman's
I might call you baby, but that doesn't mean when you down on your knees
For the D, you should act like you teething
It hurts, bitch, I'm leaving
The diamonds are gleaming inside of the whip when I'm speeding
I see it and cop if I need it
I'll buy it, don't lease it
Don't try to get even
You swipe with a Visa
The AMEX thats gold bout as high as you reachin'
You like to be hating, I read what you type in Ibiza
Its hot my neck like a freezer
If I bought a yard just to stash all my money
It'd go out the country and stretch by the meter
My plays make bills, no Belichick
You can say you've been fucked, you ain't sell a bit
You ain't got no juice, bitch, you finna get punched
Hit the bell again, come on let's settle it
Tell a bitch to meet me in the street if thats his element
Cause he can catch an L again, Ill swear ill make it elegant
The elephant that's in the room is telling him
To back the fuck up off of me before the metal get
Up in his mouth and send him where the devil is
I'll show you what a felon is
I didn't even mean to fuck your bitch I tripped and fell in it
These rappers sipping lean, I swear the game is
Getting crooked, gotta level it
I really might just do it for the hell of it
I know it's how I'm telling it
I know they ain't intelligent
They smoke it like they selling it
They tried to set a record, but I broke it like its delicate
Know once I up the gun, they gonna be running like a delegate
I'll put them in the ground without a sound
Now they irrelevant
These bitches are fish in a barrel, it's hayday
When we touch the block get to spinning like Beyblades
You know that I hit if her wrist got a day date
Im flushing the rubber she can't have my baby
Their phones have been tapped I can hear 'em
They screaming out Mayday
Man I can't be going if you go the same way
I'm getting head while I'm stoned
Right where they lay
We disrespect they grave
Ooh
She throw it back like she Rosa and Park it inside of my lap
Her pussy be squeezing that shit like a boa
Man, I know the bitch thinks she put on the map
Her standards ain't lowered
I roll up the leaf
We gon' blower and stream it like HBO Max
Gen Z kids ain't getting this shit
I ain't putting out songs, but I'm sending them fax
She like, that's my sponge
That ain't my dick, girl
That's my gun
That is not shit, girl
That's just chum
The fit too clean like I'm covered in suds
See, I like bitches, and I like drugs
But I love scrapping, lil' bitch, what's up
Know they gon' slip, when they do its done
F is for fa fa fa
Not fun