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for me
Lost in a whirlwind, quality
High up the world end, doing eighty-five in my ride
And these niggas hiding, I'm striding like a giant
I ain't lying when I'm rhyming, rule these like a tyrant
Damn, Doms, it don't seem like you trying
these niggas crucify 'em, couldn't crack him I'm a diamond
I know that is finding my progression so uncommon
The I'm still applying until I hear the angels crying
Sad day in Hell for those who doubted, hope your head
Cry about it, but don't deny that got the realest flows
My eyes is feeling low, pulling on the killer
Chilling with a vixen, thinking "This is I did it for"
Still banging, Wolf Ganging as if you didn't know
Still trife and Litter Life and triple sixing, ho

Doms, they ripping through the packaging to grab the shit
I'm with the few whom I usually blow cabbage with
New patterns patty-caking with
Cause I don't like my homies dip, bruh, they all
Jaw-slacking, all 'em awe
And I ain't got shit but a bitch and cigar tucks
Riding in the city and out in the Starbucks
I these niggas is fucking phony, smoking spliffs and that's
to arriving to the studio
Eyes glued to a gluteus maximus, lady
Where you with that shit?
And can a nigga get a look at it? Crook, panic-shook
Ain't ya? Blunt fatter than butch ankles
Cheffing, fit the cook apron, ante up for payment
Run until my foot achy, running my foot aching
terror type, Ferragamo do-rag
With my nigga Travy out in Maui, two-mans
Smoking 'till I'm loopy as a toucan
20 minutes, a fucking quarter back to two grams
But dip, I know you must have had it with my rude ass