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My daddy said...
YER A NOOB.
As this G begin, put this product placement on your chin, the realest n***a breathin' y'all pretend, real creepy since I hopped off the swing, with my strap, that's my peace offering, yo yo yo, yeah, uh, yeah, whoop, five shots gettin' rung out, five bodies fallin', come put your lights out, I'll spark your apartment, deadline my clothing, don't f*** with beatin' Dolphin, strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened, send extras through his chest bone, s***, he don't need that coffin, most n****s would've ran away, but, me, I'm out here walkin',
bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome, now I ain't on no s***, s*** rhymin', I'm s***, just rappin' bout what I'm livin', all this false claimin' I'm hearin', doin' s***, I ain't steerin' right, funerals I ain't tearin', yo s*** in front of your chair and see your whip, side of my building, yeah, put my n***a in s*** in her mouth, s*** in her hair, I'm very rare, got my s*** on top of my underwear, chum everywhere, and over there, you s*** hair, let off a pair, yeah, yeah, yeah,
I'm comin' in for yours, got them f***ers knockin' at your door, sirens gettin' louder when the bodies hit the floor, why you look confused, motherf***er, this is war, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah,
house full of s***, so f***in' zero, s***, my hero, you ain't fixed, I can devote, always askin' for the burner, like, young n***a still freeload, heart big as my ego, don't fly around my signal, I rearrange your dino, crippin' my house shoes, blue rag disciples, murder, I'm liable, n***a, the eye fall, aim out the eyeball, I'm gettin' violent, I got the strike once, won't get the strike twice, you n***a's half price, what's mean you half off, I'm goin' Adolf, I'm s***, bath salt, two s*** sticks, burn this, ooh, knock, knock through the condos,
schoolboy from the Fido's, but who would spank till you unrank, you can f*** around, get that gin, bank, crew line, and f***, walk the whole mountain, blue belt, still my pants down, Chuck Taylor, Scortez, and such puppies, my Glock, your f***in' buddy, make money, take money, earn money, f***in' money, bail money, heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me, when they took that from me, since I had my nose runny, I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy, you can go and ask, mami, and *** a body bag, homie, yeah,
I'm comin' in for yours, got them c***s and they knockin' at your door, sirens gettin' louder when the bodies hit the floor, why you look confused, motherf***er, this is war, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yeah,
bust my a*** all by myself, rock a*** all by myself, pour propane all on myself, go so hard might harm myself, yeah, uh, yeah, though, yeah, yeah though, yeah,
it's corrupt, young motherf***er, got it, still rollin' in the 6, I don't f*** with no Bugatti, come up in this motherf***er lookin' for a b***h, she probably sucked on my d*** and then you kissed on her lips,
the intrical, South Central Sentinel, get roped and choked, poetical tentacle stretch, get roped and choked and rope-a-doped, extra overdose of the okey-doke, I get a n***a smoked, I ain't no joke,
tired of this bullsh** and everything y'all talk about, they walked him in, I walked him out, they talked him in, I chalked him out, and I cocked back that a** and pap, pap, pap, walk inside, b***y pop a topless, poppin' on popadopolis, neighborhood rollin' 60 balls, get on tropolis,
squeezin' b***hs like octopuses, show me where the money at, show me where the d*** is, next time you see me I'll probably be in the bushes, this is the reasons why I don't be f***in' with d***ies like you, me, Tyler, and schoolboy Q, we totem,
comin' in for yours, got them d***s and they knockin' at your door, sirens gettin' louder when the bodies hit the floor, why you look confused motherf***er, this is war, Jaidyn, Jaidyn, Jaidyn, Jaidyn, Jaidyn, Jaidyn, Jaidyn, Jaidyn, Jaidyn, Jaidyn, Jaidyn

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