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

[Verse 2: Zoey
bitch open so we run in it
Any club, got my gun in it
I ain't even got to you dudes
I'll get you killed nigga
Eat, sleep, shit, rap
Brand new AK, all
Tunechi gave me gift wrapped
bars sweet, candy, Kit-Kat
Hope you pussy get mad
Keep the voodoo on me,
Off-White, Gucci, mix
All my diamonds drip, splash
Black BMW, your gave me top at the W
She me Dollaz I'm over you
bitches way too emotional, uh
So perkys, I'm barely sober
choker, crazy, bipolar
Keep my niggas me, I tote 'em
Never be committed, I her
with you niggas, I do not fuck with you niggas
I I'm stuck with you niggas
Grew up you niggas
We all was swipin' cards, scammin' it up with you
ballin', it's a hobby, call a nigga Joe Robby
Haitian food or hibachi, ATV's,
Paul, we load the rocket
Eight ball, corner
Ah man, nigga it
You know it's
it comes to rap, no problems
Haha, hold up, to 'em
I'm the out in my city
Bad boy too, ask
foot yacht, jet skiin'
Bitches bitches, lesbian
talkin' beef, let's see 'em
Y'all don't beef, y'all vegan
If so, come, no
(Yeah, you get it?)
Future put me on, he Atlanta
Niggas in my city in a barrel
Made it out y'all help
I can say I did it
Tunechi told me leave beat blessed
I killed this shit, no
48, this stretch
Someone me what's next?