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Ayy, you gon' start me the top? Listen
out Harlem, man
Shout out Rocky, man
in the building, man
What's good? Is that salad?
Yo,

Niggas me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself
So I keep a waist and alligator the belt
And got a belt with the holster, I playing games
But got some niggas who would do it so I pass the controller
You get pressed and X out, your nose
Pause your life if you squares try to mess my O's, whoa
So cut the crap like shit
we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers

Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben
Exchange for them chains that's all with thick water
I got back pains, neck like whipped cream
My whip clean, and they all white, I cream
And cop and I joy stick, I whip cream and cop cribs
I got more than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me

Explain why they got shit
I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big
to the money, my bitch green
No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao
Y'all weak
They thought I was and all mouses
Double C my luggage and them with Comme blouses
Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop
And fill em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses,
we? Rocky, A$AP
GOLF, boy, where we at? in Pari'

Fuck clothes, I cop
Couple thots me and them hoes is like divas
Got my Vans on but they look like
a couple packs, Based
God in the
Bass all in the
In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when come
I rock Chanel, I rock channel
And no this a purse, it's a satchel (At you)
Bless, at you, nah I ain't
But if niggas want or smoke, bet I match you
Got a bullet with name on the barrel
If hollows don't clip, you get nip like cat food

That dude, when I die, gotta make a statue
Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, a satchel
Go to any nigga with money up in my
Then I think about the of rapping
All the in the classes
All the seniors mumblin' and ramblin'
Mumblin and rappin', rapping?
I find it hard to find actual
I find it to find an actual challenge
I'm like Shabazz Palace's acid hit, elaborate
Rap lab's labyrinth, to Kodak's Black's Lazarus
"Calldrops" on the skits

Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the
Weird nigga, full suit the sandals and the socks, stop
And based on my boy
You would think I glass homes way I'm handling the rocks
Who cast the first Bitch it's me, fuck you thought?
Real nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top
And I'm up guitar, strum nigga
Bum niggas wish could make a garden shed
But they sleeping on me man like arm is dead
I'm a wild nigga boy and you bred, born
You animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!

K shiz, up nigga!