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Bobby Hundreds
Machacha
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We came here to take it all
Who gon block it from us
Heading up the operation
We are not the runners
Had them winters on lock
And now we got the summers
I just dropped a bomb on them
Bitch I'm Bobby Hundreds
It's all divine timing
We got the summons
And look at all this bullshit they got upon us
I'm trying to say a few words
And see a lot of numbers
I'm at the shop counting up
Bitch I'm Bobby Hundreds
Chewing through shit
You know I love me some new work
One hand wash the other
Every time that I do dirt
Go against me
Nigga you couldn't choose worse
We all gotta die some day but it's you first
Trauma in my youth but it came with a few perks
Let's add a pop of color
Gotta make sure the hues burst
Granny heart broke
I told her I couldn't do church
Ever felt so gifted you gotta wonder if you cursed
Well I do
How you gon rely on that new turf to guide you
Stab you in the back
But they do worse beside you
Just take it to your tomb first
All a nigga ever wanted was a DOOM verse
When I found out Daniel died I was too hurt
Shit I was crushed
I ain't making this shit up
Calculated and calibrated
They can run amok
I'm river dancing in the crown
Come and take it if you tough
This is us
We came here to take it all
Who gon block it from us
Heading up the operation
We are not the runners
Had them winters on lock
And now we got the summers
I just dropped a bomb on them
Bitch I'm Bobby Hundreds
It's all divine timing
We got the summons
And look at all this bullshit they got upon us
I'm trying to say a few words
And see a lot of numbers
I'm at the shop counting up
Bitch I'm Bobby Hundreds
Bitch I'm Bobby Hundreds
Thumbs got the calluses from the funds
That we got out the dungeon
When I went broke I threw on a yarmulke
Crunching these numbers
Road runner move quicker than my girl
When she jump to assumptions
Bitch that I'm fucking with on the side
Was a star on her Tumblr
I got some P's my weed purple and green
Like Barney features
Trinidadian queen
Same color as red beans
With an ass like Armani Caesar
Bitch I'm putting belts on everybody ass
I'm a karate teacher
When me and DeSaint on the same song
Bitch it's not a feature
Everything we do is worth time
Y'all all gon see the reaper
Every verse we kill
CTB 2 is Jeffrey Dahmer's freezer
You niggas looking mangy
And your pockets looking very meager
Catch me in the field running plays
And y'all just in the bleachers
Thinking shit is peachy its only optics
I make shit look easy
Long roads to temporary times
And Rolex Cellinis
Writings always on the fucking wall
Bitch it's all graffiti
We came here to take it all
Who gon block it from us
Heading up the operation
We are not the runners
Had them winters on lock
And now we got the summers
I just dropped a bomb on them
Bitch I'm Bobby Hundreds
It's all divine timing
We got the summons
And look at all this bullshit they got upon us
I'm trying to say a few words
And see a lot of numbers
I'm at the shop counting up
Bitch I'm Bobby Hundreds
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