ion take dabs
Im raisin hell wit this tape
Fill the shell wit an eighth
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No dabs
I might put a hot nail to ya face
And if u fishin for the clout
U a mark ass bitch
Like 20 thousand fye emojies and ill drop this shit
Stutterheim coat i might start rhymin in swedish
I vomit on the mic i got the instrumental squeamish
The next rapper say his diamonds wet is gettin robbed
Or even mention balenciaga i swear to god
I take
Ya favorite rapper slam em thru a foldin table
My doors is suicidal
Rims mentally unstable
I fucked ya baby moms when i came and installed ya cable
Im in the trailer park wit a fifth
Jose cuervo
My style is nasty like scrapin a pipe for resin
I do my opposition like voldemort did cedric
And what the fuck u mean its no smokin in the green room
I stab a record label a&r until hes see through
I stab em in the neck and then i stab em in the kidney
Or better yet i hittem wit a axe like i was gimli
I
Terrorize the microphone throw me in guantanamo
All aboard the crazy train
Im fillin like im randy rhodes
No ambition cant handle ya weed
U da type to go and lose ya wallet phone and ya keys
Im the type to fuck a bitch and count me a hunned g's
Im the typ
E to rip the mic and then desecrate the beat
I took fifty out the bank
And brought it back double that
Quarter ounce of purple weed and hunneds in my duffle bag
Mango avocado sushi roll for my bougi ho
Know i keep a ice cold bottle
And a doobie rolled
Purp
Le stars purple bapes
Strawberries on the crepes
I woke up in paris i room service the creme bru le
Presidential suite u could find me at the top
My new shit nostalgic
Prometheus and bob
The next rapper say his diamonds wet is gettin blasted
Fuck ya favorite rapper ima lay em in the casket
U jus steady talkin homie u not really active
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Word to lil b that glock six make u backflip
I gotta touch the hunneds i ain fuckin wit no krypto
Dr awkward got the record spinnin like its hypno
Way that im co
Min
Turn this shit to helms deep
Aragorn swingin swords wit my fellowship of the ring
Crew neck is kelly green
See the pony on the chest
Straight outta jemerson creek
All my ops is wrecked
Yeah i got u in my sights
And aj tellin me to take the shot
All my
Jewelry custom and u know my jordans dead stock
Bring ya whole squad pussy
Ima pull up dolo
Back to killin rappers like im taro sakamoto
'lemme get a beat and a mic
It ain no stoppin me
Feel like mike judge and the game is idiocracy
A tangible depiction of
The way im livin
Model bitche swimmin turn five hunned thousand into a million
Shark in the water but we ain gettin chummy
If it was 2010 id prolly sign to yung money
Kush all inb the blunt im smokmin strawberry hibiscus
Walk up in the crib and that biotc
H smell like eucalyptus
Dom p in the bucket go head take a sip bitch
Find me out in london sippin tea and eatin biscuits
Lookin at my statement thats a whole lotta zeros
Bitches on my dick cause i look like robert dinero
Straight up out the 80's ina pontiac fiero
Boy i got a bentley on my neck and on my earlobes
Self made rich boy
Smooth talker
Im like paul wall
Mixed with paul walker
Whippin in the skyline
Boy u know its my time
Who yo favorite rapper he a pussy and he can't rhyme
