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I ain't in to fat lippin', I'm in to gat
A slippin', is a cat drippin'
Why I say that? the cat's slippin', the Mac's
The cat drippin', look in the your's a fat kitten pussy

All I wanted up was remote controls
Now my life remote control, hit the block
Dope control, got corners choking slow
mama go to church trying to soak my soul, oh
This for my foes, find yourself, in a hopeless hole

to go against him, I puppet you Pinocchio
Flows on strings, it is what it seems, just me Jepeto
A stock market, put money in your pocket
'Cause when Pusha talk it is the object I drop it
I rose gold ya, diamond ya, hah? Set it in a rhyme now

The industry got eye, contagious, flows high demand
Like the new Lou Vuitton Monogram, pastels is
How you niggaz follow so well?
These barrels encompass the heat from
Nigga the Franchise of Trak sales, uh

I in to fat lippin', I'm in to gat grippin'
A cat's slippin', is a cat
Why I say the cat's slippin, the Mac's spittin'
The cat drippin', in the mirror you's a fat kitten pussy

rather see me not breathing, than see me achieve
Have my mama grieving, crouched to her jealous hearted niggaz
Y'all wear it on ya sleeve like a scarlet for the world to see
hide the truth, decedents of pain, so y'all get exposed

Like the sons of Hussein, my game weight grown, this is no
When cats was at hoop, I was Cadillac Brome, I'm not these rap
Wit antics, who make diss records, who rock hat backwards
These are higher stakes, this is not average weight, this is not

Penny's, bitch, is carrot cake, this is the difference 'tween rookies
And the pros, they pattern after me, they cookie cut my
But so, I'm never one be jeal', do as I do so I can say
"Papa you well"

I in to fat lippin', I'm in to gat grippin'
A slippin', is a cat drippin'
Why I say the cat's slippin', the Mac's spittin'
The cat drippin, in the mirror you's a fat kitten pussy

They say the Lord windows, to open doors
Nigga don't me open yours
Seen hearts beat through, open
Subliminal rap shit, so immature, that's why I

Punchline niggaz on front time, silly hoe
He who I, is unfocused
Copperfield flow yes, I'll make disappear
hocus, pocus, no joke, it's Push'

Mercy, mercy, oh Lord, who is he? Who curse me, me?
But me, it hurts me so, puts me through changes

So I got and hummers to deal wit the anguish, oh, oh
Acts live but only if you speak the and the rest is comic view
Star Trak, the movement, who you pay to?
You don't want it with them boys, this I you, you pussy
Through

So I got porsche's and hummers to wit the anguish, oh, oh
Acts live, but only if you the language and the rest is comic view
trak the movement, who you pay homage to?
You want it with them boys, this I promise you, you pussy