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Nah, no, nah, nah, fuck
think cause you fucking made "Chum"
And got all that niggas won't go back
to that old fucking shit about talking 'bout
fucking all
No, fuck nigga, I got you, fuck that

Grab mittens who have to spit
Actually flick cigarette ash at niggas
Harassment, ate of hash, delay quick, and then
Dash to Nicholas pad to taste venison
Still in the business of smacking up little rappers
Raquets you tennis with, hated for bank lifting and
Spraying that hotter in the shade of his maimed innocence
Suitcase scented with haze and sentences
Advanced apathy, smashing the man up
Tan khakis, an Dan-dappered up
Vagabond, had it a Padawan
Rapping hot as fucking cattle brands wearing thongs
a bong, momma and some food, beer, tag along
Get a nice spanking, new catalog
Send them nettled critics to the bezzle stop, and wrong
Get 'em higher than the of metal tea kettle songs

Four in a Rover cannon
Riding dirty through a Saugus canyon, niggas know it's the


50 K for the check
But the Dollar Menu still be on deck, it's the motherfuckin'

Yeah, the misadventures of a
Pissed as Rick Ross's fifth sip off his sixth
Known to sit and wash the off at the pitch alter
Hat never backwards the print off legit manga
Get it? Like a blue pill, make ya longer
Or a swift fist off your chin from his launcher
Chick, chronic thrift shopper, thick the Knicks roster
Stormed off and came straight like pigs' posture
Pen? Naw, probably with some used syringes
From out the rubbish bin at local loony clinic
Watching in a room full of goons he rented
On the hunt for clues, more food, and some floozy
Bruising with the broom he usually use for Quidditch
Gooey writtens, scoot 'em to a ditch, chewed and booty
Too pretentious, do pretend like he could lose with
Steaming of poop and twisted doobies full of euphemisms
Stupid, it up, jot it quick, thought out
Toss it right back like a vodka
Spot him on a rocket swapping dollars in for lint
lob a wad of chicken at a copper on some Flocka shit

Posing try to disrespect
Get a fucking to his neck, shout out to Nak, cause it's the


Looking bummy, posted on the block, looking like I make
A million off of socks, nigga, cause it's the