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[Verse 1: Lil
Okay I'ma throw a tantrum on beat, now who wanna play fetch?
it comes to the drugs, boy we shop at Payless
Shawty came too many times, the whole bed wet
[?] I'm the Blood Man, Redman
A scared man a man, can I get an amen?
You done all of them guns and ain't nobody dead yet
Catch your pussy ass in traffic, aim at the rest
Got your bitch on her knees like she legless
Like I can't trust my iPhone, I can't trust the I ride for
If I see 'em in the streets, I'ma have to treat 'em like a
I'm a pleasure to your eyeballs, I'm so fly, at Skymall
Mama never bought me knockoffs, I need some wood to knock on
Lil Tunechi, I'm a movie, get your gummy and popcorn
I got very hot on my hip, I get my hip hop on
And little red dot gon' help me hit a nigga spot on
Point guard the bullets, you say Rajon, I say Rajon
Hold up, we them boys, we them boys
I hold my pistol sideways when I shoot, that's for points
to society, menace to myself though
Bend but don't break, my call me elbow
And you don't want no problem, I'ma
My AK just keep shootin', it's on
Tunechi what's your fuckin' problem? I got fuckin'
Bad bitch on top of me, she from the bottom
On that and that loud pack, that loud pack
You gotta the rat when it gets too big for the mousetrap
Shoot at me and smile back and then I "Pow" back
Flip you over like a kayak, bitch it's
Bitch I'm gun Tunechi, favorite color ruby
Made enough to quit but I makin' up excuses
A dick, that's amazin' and amusin'
I'm sedated and secluded, I'm the greatest and
my baby mama say I'm livin' wrong
Well if I die then I guess she right
Catch me walkin' on mothafuckin' water, nigga
I your pussy ass at a red light
And you hear that blocka, that blocka
I represent my like Johnnie Cochran
We kidnap and toddlers
We give a fuck if their ass adopted
Brief of silence for Chris Wallace
Soulja Slim, Pac, Pimp C, I they're smilin'
And still hot as, tamales
My private plane got that and that wireless
I'm so for the wait

[Verse 2: Mack
your legs, girl, I'm tryna break the headboard
I'm a fiend for the bread, I want the DeJ Loaf
My chick just want a blunt and some [?]
She a squirter so we don't on my Versace sheets
My whole crew'll on you like a hockey team
It's like Gretzky meets Jeremy Shockey
We Young Mafia, I rep what I rep
Try to throw salt on my name and put pep in your step
Put gloves on, nigga please get you a grip
And I bet you rest in peace when I let this rip
The money like water, check the cash flow
My weed funky armpits and asshole
Potato on the nine, when we creep we slow
And make sure them kids get they ask for
My bitch in London said she's a Mainiac
And her sister Tune, she a Wayniac
It's she's two different persons, she be chillin', she be cursin'
Cry a river, squirt a ocean, fuck fast in motion
Man I know Soulja proud of me (yah me?)
Man I know Soulja Slim proud of me (ya me?)
Tha Carter 5 a classic, sorry it's late
And I ain't but sorry for the wait
Tha Carter 5 a classic, sorry it's late
And I usually apologetic but sorry for the wait