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moms sucking me up, like were playin pac-man
my glizzy gotta kicker leave you onna kick stand
n-ggas call me ugly yeah i juss took yo b-tch man
n-ggas talking sh-t, so i fired on they b-tch-ass
.30 freeze him up yeah, called it freeze tag
my choppa leave you stuck huh that’s a glitch man
if yo b-tch wanna play, i’ma eat her broad day with the cape
make her n-gga go ah yeah did the race, with tayk yah
f-ckin’ on yo daddys bae, yeah
makin that b-tch shake,earthquake, yeah
az n-ggas aren’t real they fake, yeah
we be wavin them glizzys
we love shootin guns
we do it for real
you do it for fun
when yo manz sees me
you know he gon’ run
i hang out the window and
shoot like lebron
you know that i hit them
i had to get them she thought i was boolin but
i had to split them set
462 cut it down the middle
cookin them up like my name is stuart little
start me in the game, and you know that i’ma score, b-tch
pull up with the gang
twist a finger make it bang
2 rhiannas on my animal, i can’t be tamed
bullets fallin’ out the sky, let the b-tch rain
23 shots will take her out with a bang
back in junior high i didn’t have a name
now she suck on my d-ck while my b-lls be hangin’
d-mn c4 she say that you slanging
hit it from the back, have her changing her languages
huh what
b-tch stop talkin in rome
i hit it one time then i left her alone
i know i am right, ’cause i’m doin her wrong
im like a dog, i just want a bone
we makin’ ’em serve i serve in a cone
i’m a real n-gga, you cannot clone
i’m cold with this rapping sh-t like my first name was stone
i’m still a menace, wait
huh?
what
i am the devil
whole ‘nother level
i’m clentching my metal
cooking a vegetable
she eatin’ my d-ck like that b-tch is an edible
i’m clentching my metal
cooking a vegetable
she eatin’ my d-ck like that b-tch is an edible
i’m clentching my metal
cooking a vegetable
she eatin’ my d-ck like that b-tch is an edible
back in 8th grade, i was lame onna scooter
now i’m outta high school getting head from my tutor
i wanted to be a fighter, graduated to a shooter
shot him in the head, i just knocked out his noodles
i’m a bulldog, little n-gga you a poodle
i took a b-tches dream cause my name is young ruler
off like im white
bullets blessed em now that’s a hallelujah

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