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

Niggas give me the shoulder, I can speak for myself
So I keep a high and alligator the belt
And got a belt with the holster, I ain't games
But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the
You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your
Pause your life if you try to mess with my O's, whoa
So cut the crap shit barbers
Cause we really with the like closeted gay fathers

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

Explain why they got shit
I'm alien, got the gun with the big beam
Married to the money, my green
No I sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming
Y'all niggas
thought I was goofy and all mouses
Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme
Y'all cop kush, my I cop houses
And fill em with some Leo and some Cole Sprouses, nigga
Where we? Rocky,
GOLF, boy, where we at? in Pari'

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

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

Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the in the Glock
Weird nigga, full suit with the sandals and the socks,
And on my neck 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 grunge nigga, I got a flannel as the top
And I'm picking up guitar, strum
Bum niggas wish could make a garden shed
But they sleeping on me man their arm is dead
I'm a wild boy and you farmer bred, born
You animal, you are, corn, hahah, yeah!

K shiz, up nigga!