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[Verse 1: Lil
I been on the gas
Hocus on the gas
I been snorklin' in the
Going with the bags
I done went blonde, Hulk Hogan on they ass
Tell my "Count me out", and I end up doin' the math
I been fuckin' in the shower, so my soaked
I been on the counter 'cause my bed's soaked
You know my lean and cold, like some dead folks
You know my eyes nice and low, like I egg rolls, oh
I got them pills, we call 'em
I got the wet, I'm water
I rob his ass like Robin
I get them Ms a mile a
Don't pay bill, I'm power trippin'
BET, that's how I'm
I got hoes followin' me
Ho, ho, ho; I'm down the
Hello, I make her away her pussy toys, yeah
Ain't got a job, I make her employed, yeah
She do the count in just her drawers, yeah
I make her count out loud, I hard
I been fuckin' models, been walkin' 'round in towels
They been snortin' powder, I been in here takin'
They been for hours, getting kisses by the thousands
Money and the power, they be in here watchin'
All my shooters accurate, codeine like a
Run up, run up in your factory, mask is on like Michael
Brrrt! Pull up a taxi
Stereo on max, and nigga bury own casket
Nigga say to Rabbit
My lil bang
My lil homies, deranged
They don't the fame
Kill ass then fly to Spain
Ding-ding, coke and ice cream, that shit got a nice
Put my face up in the pussy, I'm just
Yeah, starin' at the world an automatic
Sweet mother of pearls, sweet Jesus of
Quickly, quickly, quickly, slow, baby
I could turn your baby to a poor baby, sure
Look, I sit down without gettin' down
What's new in Let's do it now
A couple ain't been found
A couple screws been screwed
My father ain't been 'round, my heart ain't missed a
The of a down, and it's been up and down
A psycho, all I'm is the gown
Sippin' up, I piss enough to
up a pound
High as fuck, a Bentley truck on
Y'all so
I break a whole bunch of fuckin'
Come to you down
All up in section
Use protection you fuck around
Possession of
Imperfection, no
No correct your
depression to aggression
Got an for expression
With no pressure, no
And the F is for the
"Flesh of all the fleshless ones, I 'em, F 'em."

[Verse 2: Dollaz]
bitch open so we run in it
Any club, got my gun in it
I even got to touch you dudes
I'll get you young nigga
Eat, sleep, shit, rap
new AK, all black
Tunechi gave me gift wrapped
bars sweet, candy, Kit-Kat
Hope you niggas get mad
the voodoo on me, witchcraft
Off-White, Gucci, mix
All my diamonds drip, splash
Black BMW, your gave me top at the W
She told me I'm over you
These way too emotional, uh
So perkys, I'm barely sober
choker, crazy, bipolar
Keep my niggas with me, I 'em
be committed, I told her
Enough with you niggas, I do not fuck with you
I know I'm stuck you niggas
up with you niggas
We all was swipin' cards, it up with you niggas
Miami ballin', a hobby, call a nigga Joe Robby
food or hibachi, ATV's, walkie-talkies
Chris Paul, we the rocket
ball, corner pocket
Ah man, nigga it
You know it's
When it to rap, no problems
Haha, up, talk to 'em
I'm the hottest out in my
Bad boy too, ask
foot yacht, jet skiin'
Bitches bitches, lesbian
talkin' beef, let's see 'em
Y'all don't want beef, y'all
If so, come, no
(Yeah, you get it?)
Future put me on, he from
in my city crabs in a barrel
Made it out y'all help
I can say I did it
Tunechi told me this beat blessed
I killed this shit, no
First 48, stretch
Someone tell me next?