Damn Kai you going crazy [Rylo Rodriguez] ZR Corvette new 2020 I could fuck the hoe in less than twenty minutes Went took so many loses i dont know how to quit Time wasted, I gotta make-up, cosmetologist Got niggas who waiting on the block more than Stojaković Free Kel, my nigga got three strikes I told him watch the pitch Fuck 12 though, everyday we wake up tryna cop a blick Can't believe bro took a blind pea I hope his eyes were tripping Made her sign a cashapp 'fore she came We fucking, you gotta put that pistol in your name A bitch got a body, a dawg got a body too She went to Miami, and all you had to do was shoot Don't play with me Glock 26 my roommate, that bitch stay with me 100k under bed, and I just sell [?] Pray my nigga touchdown startin' think the refs cheating Walk into the jeweler brought 4 karats and I left vegan More money than I had last year, more problems that I had last year [?] They was fake happy that shit mad real [?] [Jay Montana] Just hope they don't charge me with abuse I'll make another hit Actavis come out my piss, A hunnid shots how ima miss? Told 'em I ain't handicapped so why he say he ain't wanna kick it? We swap the lights out for my chain I don't think they wanna risk it [?] Take all the percs and kick the cup that nigga still sippin' Lennox I been still drippin' OG say he still crippin' New gun I could kill switches Even yesterday I still feel it No std this scat pack Turn away yo head at Sip all this lean my face fat I'll stamp him for a face tat (facts) Like 3 racks in on act 10 in a whole sack Take Aaron I've been rolling back 3 i pour it in my crush Run it, bitch I'm in a rush Don't need a night just need a face Like a bump I get em bussed White bitch don't like when I cuss Snakes I don't know who to trust Japes we gon give em dust Apes can't get rid of us 100 dollar drink you probably say it's too expensive Tryna give him 11 years since I had touched the pencil Got some hot shit in this rental, get in the mouth till i'm a dental Paint her face tell her ima a artist I don't see opps I see targets Bluetooth in this car [?] Drake, kenski go retarded Wait, no keys how you start it? Wait, no gas gotta charge it No gas beg your pardon Rocket on me Harden Tryna paint the block out and forgot I was a artist (Tryna paint this block)
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