[Verse 1: LIME KING]
\nI might go fuck round, get me a bust down
\nRight on my wrist, call that shit Thotiana
\nWhen I'm in my city I get to the work
\nI'm only gon' kick back in the bahamas
\nKeep that K on me like Bananas
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\n[Verse 2]
\nGot the whole gang with me, the bullets gon' stay streaming
\nLike it was the Mafiathon
\nHer main man showed her my music
\nShe in my DM's right after the song
\nGive that boy a top hat, that boy capping it long
\nWhen you be making the chicken, you getting the protein
\nWay that I carry the muscle I'm packing it on
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\n[Verse 3]
\nBench press
\nWhen I'm with your bitch
\nLegs stretch
\nHe crossed the line 3 times, but it be like Nike how that boy
\nGets checks
\nI be on the top, not the
\nNext best
\nShe naked, still be the
\nBest dressed
\nThat boy really started some beef for cheese
\nWe wrapping it up like a
\nTex Mex
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\n[Verse 4]
\nI be the shit, you thought I popped out a booty hole
\nMaking this money from rap shit, money ain't new to me though
\nBitty be calling me groovy
\nShe make it dance I'm not talking no Tootsie Roll
\nI put his ass to sleep, I'm giving him Z's at the end
\nAin't talking bout Boosie though
\nThe bitty gon say she a virgin, but she ain't new to throat
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\n[Verse 5]
\nI don't care if you got you an OF, baby I'll be the camera man
\nKilling them boys with the gang too easy
\nI started doing shit man to man
\nI do not look at the price of the restaurant
\nI give them a band in advance
\nHe came with a stick, I came with a lance
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\n[Verse 6]
\nGuess we gon' get to jousting
\nHe ain't bout family, he ain't bout pushing the P
\nSo what the fuck is you about then?
\nHe think his girl is loyal, she gon' pull up in about ten
\nI see how he hanging round his boys
\nI know he nothing without them
\nHanging round 9 greats don't mean you're the 10th
\nThat boy tryna swing put him on the bench
\nWe doing drive bys up in the Benz
\nThat Glock got a scope, we look through the lens
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\n[Verse 7]
\nI got a KD, feel like Durant
\nTiny stick got big strength, like an ant
\nI'm bringing my whole house up like the rent
\nWe went right to the red rum
\nThen we left with the blue like the flag of France
\nToo much green in my pocket, big belt pull up the pants
\nHe tried to snitch on the gang
\nWe putting that boy in the ground
\nPull up to his grave and do a little dance
\nThey tryna do what I do but they can't
\nThey just go off and rant, but I go off on his mans
\nWhen we get the drop on an opp, He get popped like a Xan
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\n[Verse 8]
\nI stay with the Pole, like a white bear
\nGun straight looking like spyware
\nThey talking to me like I care
\nHe wanna fight with his fists, I pull out a Glock
\nBitch, I do not fight fair
\nScope got lenses, this isn't eyewear
\nRappers must love Cheez-Its
\nThe way they constantly bite squares
\nI'm not just taking a little bit
\nI'm taking way more than my share
\nChingy, how I put it Right Thurr
\nThat boy be talking like he wanna die
\nThe question is die where?
\nMost of my haters are old as fuck
\nThey hiding they white hairs
\nThey must forget I'm the king
\nThey tryna sit on my throne
\nGet the fuck outta my chair
\nCause if i'm not living my dreams
\nThen I'm being somebody's nightmare
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\n[Verse 9]
\nI be a fucking paralysis demon
\nI don't just stand there and watch
\nWe gon pull up to his block
\nThought I was playing with LEGO, I'm moving the piece
\nTrigger fingers, I ain't keeping the piece
\nI bought me a house, what the fuck is a lease?
\nThat boy tried to trick me, Pull up to his house like Halloween
\nWe ain't giving him treats
\nI be with your main, she a freak in the sheets
\nCharcuterie, she take a whole lot of meat
\nFuck a Smash Burger, we ain't squashing the beef
\nTryna ride my wave, they get caught in the reef
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\n[Verse 10]
\nIf that boy want smoke, he get caught in the reefer
\nNow they think I'm Wiz Khalifa
\nI be a king, I need me a Queen Latifah
\nThey see my flow, now it's follow the leader
\nFamily Guy, she gripping my Peter
\nSmash in her mouth, bitch I'm a believer
\nBooty be shaking, it's having a seizure
\nPockets are fat like Carl Wheezer
\nNeutron, a lot of head on my Jimmy
\nI be the shit, now they calling me Winnie
\nHoneys around me, if they tryna sting me
\nGet smoked like a chimney
\nBitch sending titty .png's, I ain't talking Papa New Guinea
\nAll of my crew eat good, ain't nobody order the mini
\nI'm from Woo Town, bitch I stay repping my city
\nI'm steady winning, living a fever dream and
\nThis is only the beginning
\nShit, I think one album ain't enough
\nThis shit is only the beginning\n\n
