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Fuck, fuck Fuck I got—I got li' goxan on this mu'fucka' Rush to the show, I might run to the stage I knew that shit was cap, look at his face Disable yo' page when you get in yo' ways I'm stuck in the hood, shit, one in the cage You know I fuck fine shit, you not tryna glaze You ever stop trapping? Just pass me yo' plays Come to the store, to the back of the place Shortcut, I done created a maze This beat got me Wigan out, this shit kinda rage Hella promo, nigga think I done payed I'm a real nigga, let li' twin on the stage Play my cards right, got a hand full of Spades Corner store blowin' za, this ain't no sage Everybody chillin', why the fuck he afraid? Fucked up my munyun, can't flex on my page Ran into supporter, supporter was amazed Nigga think I'm done? I got hits for days Everybody blicked up, blicks for days You can't see the trailer park, it's ducked off I hit the za from the start, I lift off Fucked up when I tatted Bart, I'm pissed off Hit the gas, meet the whip, far finna ease out The whip slime my head, I tried to ease out Lil twin wit' me goin' up, I ain't leave out Fine shit won't let me fuck, pull her weave out I don't got no baggage, put za in the plastic bag Look at my lil' drip, I know you gon' fuck wit' that I jus' arrive at the link, like, "What's up wit' that?" First day out, I get the gun, I'm bussin' that And my li' drip make up for my li' ugly ass Fuck, fuck, fuck
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