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Okay I'm Rambo I
I'm next to that like rat traps
On top of green like grass ass
That's y'all head like snapbacks
I get it I fit in, put up then I put in
Tryna find an ass I can put my foot in
Run this shit no I run shit
Don't give one fuck bitch I done this
I did I say I did
Did not one bit
I have been the fucking realest since my near the clit'
where I was born fuck what you on
All about me bitch fuck what you
Round of applause bitches happy with garbage
Show my whole fucking ass like a fat in chaps
But I'll be that shit like a motherfuckin' tracker
Like I run on sense like a motherfuckin'
Like a cheetah in the jungle but I'm motherfucking
Like a pre-teen boy in the church a pastor
Hold up I'm not serious I'm playin' psych
Fuck your opinion bitch I mean it I'm sayin' that

Money and money is the only shit I'm after
You can cut the shit
I'm not a motherfuckin'
I'm on top of my green like a motherfucking
You niggas you 'bout to be bitches you bitches to be Casper

I'll be on other shit got that from my other bitch
She come from an island or a or some tundra shit
I am multi-faceted, bitch I do a ton of
Like I'm diarrhea or whatever sitting it
I'm nasty, I'm insane, I'm too much, I spit
I came the fuckin' bottom
I'm top now, I lanes,
I kick shit, like dope
no shit, like oh shit
Get in my way I up everything
Like ho shit, see, they said I wouldn't
I do whatever said I couldn't
I'm not the one to be fucked
Or to be tough
I be on your like duck, duck, duck bitch
I be in the air like pump-pumped up
Nah, I'm like up-chuck like gut like hands up my skirt
when you gon' let me fuck bitch (Hold up)

Money and more money is the only shit I'm
You can cut the shit
I'm not a actor
I'm on top of my like a motherfucking tractor
You you 'bout to be bitches you bitches 'bout to be Casper

I'm an bastard
My is the fucking rapture, bitch
I be at my peak, I am not the one to be
I'm the one to be after, I'm sweeping you while I'm
I just popped up out the blue, I'm combusting
a little different, give me just a minute
Beat the beat down bitch, fresh it then I it
We are not the same but they don't get it
Tell 'em do the math, hoe, fraction,
Sick sick ho, drop me in the clinic
Eat 'em 'til the end 'til they back at the
Cause I ki-ki-ki-kill it it's flat dead
And pass a rock like a motherfucking crackhead

and more money is the only shit I'm after
You can cut the shit
I'm not a actor
I'm on top of my green like a tractor
You you 'bout to be bitches you bitches 'bout to be Casper