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Nick Hampton Polito
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Run up in yo' shit, I had to get, then I dip
You could talk out yo' neck, but I gon' plead the fifth
Young, gold kid, I could run 4.6
If I wanna dip, then the bitch throw a fit
Run up in yo' shit, I had to get, then I dip
You could talk out yo' neck, but I gon' plead the fifth
Young, gold kid, I could run 4.6
If I wanna dip, then the bitch throw a fit
If I wanna dip, then the bitch throw a fit
'Cause the kid too slick with the sickness (sick)
Put him in a cup, get cooked in an instant
Don't give a fuck 'cause it is what it is, kid
Watch 'em get mad 'cause they ain't really with it
Pockets get fat, I'm the new Peter Griffin
Delete it, I eat it, and then I dismiss it
I killed the beat, no, it didn't go missin', huh?
Everything you is I wish I'm not
This shit was tickin', go watch the clock
Give me a minute, I rinse your block
This shit be imminent, blastin' off
Everything you said you is, you actually not
I got a bitch and she actually fly
Doin' it big, I don't lack on my time
Boy, you a simp, and you stackin' up fives
While I'm stackin' 'em hunneds ('eds)
Fuck Chris Brown, but I'm really bout to run it (run)
Like la, la, la, you don't really wanna get it
Said you ain't got the time, bitch, you ain't got the leverage
Flows went hard, but the word made his neck spin
10 for temper, had to swerve to the exit
Switchin' the words, the flow on dyslexic
Don't get it twisted, I'm straight with my message
Run up in yo' shit, I had to get it then I dip
You could talk out yo' neck, but I gon' plead the fifth
Young, gold kid, I could run 4.6
If I wanna dip then the bitch, throw a fit
Run up in yo' shit I had to get it then I dip
You could talk out yo' neck, but I gon' plead the fifth
Young, gold kid, I could run 4.6
If I wanna dip then the bitch throw a fit
Bitch, I up that pole just like I'm workin' on my bicep ('way)
Uh, 3-1-5, what I press, so ain't no weight on my chest
So, please don't come for my neck, I go harder than my triceps
I'ma beat a nigga ass, I'm 'bout to do that shit for five secs
Uh, pussy try it, I'm 'bout to put these bullets in your diet
Uh, wait, like wait, wait, the chopper gon' spit like a shake weight
This bullets gon' knock a pound off, and so he make weight
Uh, we liftin' too much, wait it's hurtin' your vertebrae
And I just caught a body, add that to the murder rate
Uh, liftin' a body, now that is a deadlift
I'm uppin' that pole, just to knock off your head with
That nigga stupid, like my name Hedwig (uh)
Pushin' the product like I hit the benchin' (uh)
I'm stretchin' him out like we doin' extensions (wages, wave)
What you talkin' that shit, get the fuck out my mentions
I'm feelin' like Jimmy like, where my inventions?
And he act like a bitch, he gon' do for attention
And she give me that mouth like a motherfuckin' dentist
And they copy a nigga, like they my apprentice
Huh-ha, ha
Fuck
Yo, shout-out Wavehi
Writer(s): Aaron Brandford, Wave Hi
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