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It's magnificent, I never did church work
But the blades on the leg got more buttons than a church shirt
Never hang with them jerks like, be on blocks with them birds *
Mac and Fort Worth, droppin' more rhymes than words work
I come through on all fours, 48, Tic Tacs, no
Candy red with the butter flows, I got friends but mainly soul
I got candy color on butter, non-stop as I call them putters
From 12 to 12, I'm a hustler that came up from a struggle
I came up from strugglin', now I'm smashin' 10 names
Fubu, Gucci, and Coochie, everything is brand name
Y'all know my clan's fame, what you expectin' of verse?
I build 50 on the dash, I'm pushin' Alexa reverse
I'm a flirt, not a pervert, push 84's under space
I claim North Main, my turf, grill blue like a blue smurf
I swang from lane to lane, used to drive on the highway

Blind in adult, gain't I slow my roll down
Tryna f*** up this rap game
Gak, Gak Training, well blow it up
Climb a city, throw a Gak
Gak, Gak Training, well blow it up
Climb a city, throw a Gak
Gak Training, well blow it up
Climb a city, throw a Gak
Gak, Gak Train, let's blow it up
With my album, I'm throwin', throw it up
Gak Training, well blow it up
Climb a city, throw a Gak
Gak Training, well blow it up
Climb a city, throw a Gak
Got Drake, we'll blow it up.
Klamath said, you know what?
Got, got Dave, let's blow it up with my album.
Blow it, blow it up.
Y'all know, Mack, no.
I never see whack.
Like the white ball on the pool table, I never get whacked.
Trying to knock haters off of the board.
Magnificent are ladies, man, but I just knock them off when I'm bored.
When I'm bored, I * whores and demand them to do my chores.
I rate them in high scores to get a billion or more.
I swim in hoes like shoes, put gators on 22s.
If a hater gon' hate on me, then believe he gon' hate on you.
A hater can hate on me, but I'ma still stay ***ed.
When I pop locks, they do like producers and make ***.
They catch ghosts, but I don't mean the holy one.
But if they don't run, they sure gon' become a holy one.
I'm the dumb, you the son.
I shine what I be on.
I * hoes just for fun.
Let the seats broken one.
I wreck on X-Track.
I spread like X-Track.
You want me to do it first?
5,000 plus tags.
You want me to do it first?
5,000 plus tags.
Yeah, I got drink, but pour it up.
Claim a sniffin', pour it up.
Yeah, I got drink, but pour it up.
Claim a smell, pour it up.
Yeah, I got drink, but pour it up.
Claim a sniffin', pour it up.
I'm up for 83 stoves, quick cheese and sea snails
Mac and Mike coated down like Big T and Sea Snow
And we not just tryna see 20s, but if we kick and grind like E-40
We hit the strip in E-20s
E-20s or 600s, you name it, we done done it
The rap game, we run it, the rap game, we run it
Candido's and Marble Frost, Poor Pretty and Jazzy Rose
They scream when we do shows, then we slide off on 84s
We slide on 84s, that's what I spin on cats
Love yellows, but I got more yellows
More reds than Cincinnati, and I pack Gators
So I never will settle, Fitz Icy
Guess I got more rings than Bill Russell
Like Russell, I'm old school
Pack a two, cause I'm so soon
My Glock will dismantle you
If you come at me with your crew
I'm holding that nine ready
Candid blue won't be really
For boys that ain't ready
I'm stacking my cats steady
Got crazy, I blow it up
I'm a city, blow it up
Got crazy, I blow it up
I'm a city, blow it up
Got crazy, I blow it up
I'm a city, blow it up
Got craziness, do it up
With my Avogados
Blow it up
Got crazy, I blow it up
I'm a city, blow it up
Got crazy, I blow it up
I'm a city, blow it up
Got crazy, I blow it up
I'm a city, blow it up
Got craziness, do it up
With my Avogados