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Uh oh, his flow, it sound so ominous Open up my obelisk Poke inside my soul and feel a void It won't hard to miss Blackout all my armaments Pussy, I'm with all the shits I might be standoffish, but my yop been feelin talkative Young Wick with the stick like Got another double clip and her wrists tied But she love it how I glitch when it hit right Carve another triple six in a bitch thigh Spit like the rent high Pigs in a piss fight Follow my lead, I don't wanna risk when the risk light Slaughter the beat and a couple hits so my check right Outta your league and I brought a fist to a stick fight K, Resurrect he be that prodigy You are just some spawns of me You ain't nun but pawns to me Armed up in my armory Thinkin I might start some shit These rappers nun but shopping sprees Actin like some wannabes Act out, I might spawn the beast Niggas tryna match up? Snow fall in the summer Ima leave em hangin Roll up with that thumper Snubnose outta reach? I guess I'm swingin with my cutter I go buy them pieces just to stain em with some blood Uh oh, his flow, it sound so ominous Open up my obelisk Poke inside my soul and feel a void It won't hard to miss Blackout all my armaments Pussy, I'm with all the shits I might be standoffish, but my yop been feelin talkative Uh oh, his flow, it sound so ominous Open up my obelisk Poke inside my soul and feel a void It won't hard to miss Blackout all my armaments Pussy, I'm with all the shits I might be standoffish, but my yop been feelin talkative
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