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I'm not crazy, I'm a fuck, oh shit!
Floopy goober, motherfucker, floopy goober
They ready for what we 'bout to bring back!
They ain't ready for Tyler the green hat!
They ain't for the Wang$ap, niggas!
is niggas talkin' 'bout, nigga?
We die legends!

I you stackin'
I hope you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and your taxes
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your niggas on songs with you
I you dressin' yourself and not followin' niggas opinions on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' ain't rented just to get some on 'Gram
Oh shit, are because you're not the man
Low self-esteem, hide it in Lean, Xan every
You fuckin' weak and you your plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not here to
'Cause you're doin' your thing
(Talk shit, Young Nigga!)
I know see me
Your got a flood, a little bit Katrina
Oh you Vans and Supreme this season?
Stop to yourself, nigga, me the reason
now
A goonie with some nice sounds
little groupie want the pipe now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, kinda now
Got a new bike, wow
And it the go-kart, go SKRRT now (Talk your shit!)
I really the La Ferrari, but shit
Can't you lower the price

now, nigga!
now, nigga!
now, nigga!

I'm not one
When it come to a vision, I got one
Rolling never gave me a cover so
Umm, so I one
I ain't do college, I said fuck them
I join no gang, I said fuck them weapons
the keyboard, Clancy crossed my path
Cashed my first check and said fuck depression,
Nigga you scared for?
lean, everybody gang know
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still walk around chains on, like
You ain't seen no like mine
You seen no dick like mine
(Naaaah, pause)

the fuck right now?
What the fuck now?
What the fuck right
the fuck right now?
What the right now?
What the fuck now?
the fuck right now? (These niggas don't even understand! Goddamn, man!)
What the fuck right

Tell you dickheads I'mma go
Niggas me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot doin'
There go my ego, leggo my
Never sip syrup, shout my Scoobie
Y'all don't want beef, let us he can eat that bread
he pushin' that mayo, fuego
Respect you see him
Boy, album was a musical museum
Somethin' lost with you niggas like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, snortin' glitter, portrait
I don't run with many 'cause their is bitter
mad at T
Where the tall white boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck with niggas
not my homie, that's not my woadie
That's not my team, nigga, bench-warmers
I am a stormer, I am a
I am a cooper, bitter loss, as as I moved it
I run the
I do not got for niggas' opinions
They fuckin' stupid, don't need 'em, don't 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, niggas useless
Neck like mothafuckin' bad news
Thanks to Ben Baller, with a hunchback
I got a new white one that I worked for
So the doors on my car doin' jump
My big bro Frankie got a
My little brother got a Beemer
If you see 'em me, they eatin'
We all good, like FEMA
But of

Get money, nigga! Get money!
All you funny niggas back the fuck up!

I to add this
I sit in with a to do list
Proceed to do and acoustics, you
Sit around and look at me feelin'
Rollin' up and make excuses, it

them niggas!
Aye man, aye man!
Aye I just got one mothafuckin'
Why the these niggas wanna look like me now?
Why the fuck these hoes wanna fuck a like you now?
Why the these niggas frontin' like niggas ain't been invented the swag they runnin' with?
Why the fuck is niggas like niggas ain't the originators of this shit?
Man I tell niggas they can die and suck a dick!
How was Cool?