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Caught in the midst of the man and drug ramblin' The illest shit I can cram into a damn sentence
Shawty was fab fitness and bad biddin' this I hate drama and rap niggas with whack bishin'
No pot pissin', I'm glad baggin' and gram pitchin' I slammed into a van, fucked up my transmission
And transition, I can't get it, I am, nigga My hand itchin', it's bands comin', they land six-ish
You fam-itched in a pandemic, you can't get it Took a stand, me and my man whippin' my hands in it
Shit I couldn't explain to my fans, nigga, my hands in it
Deeper than the thick of these pants, I'm drippin' swag in them
At last, nigga, my planned vision expands into The grand scheme of the aura that I'm programmed into
I handed you a bag full of some gas in you You ran off on the plug, so I dismantled you
When I was at T.O.G.A. Wood, I woulda sand-dewed you
Adam Sambler with a club, won't put my hands on you
Twenty tabs deep with her friend Tryna dance with you, International L. Chaz
I been to France, I look cams, film festival friends Draped in a tan issue
Back to the matter at hand, gravity planted you Karma is a bitch, Miss Jones
Take some grass with you when you go this journey alone I'll take the cab with you
Back against the wall on the farm, parked on the grass, nigga
My hand's spinnin', I'm still tippin' for hams, illa
Long live Taylor, Michelle Hamm
Yeah, ayo
This ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh Bare minimum to get to the cash, we haulin' ass, yeah
Keep a loaded clip in the stash, doin' the dashboard Lookin' out for hookers and whores, dodgin' the task force
This ain't funny, so don't you dare laugh Bare minimum to get to the cash, we haulin' ass, yeah
Keep a loaded clip in the stash, doin' the dashboard Lookin' out for hookers and whores, dodgin' the task force
Ten bands and two hundred and ends I'm tryna make a hundred thousand, that's a couple of bands
I'm out the way in public housing with a couple of friends We need a kilo for the Loras, let me ask you again
When's the last time you heard something realer than this? Most of niggas grab the mic, be kickin' fillers and shit
Pull up the tank and get it goin', I come through to your ends Tell all them pussies, keep my name out of their guts
I been trans, I'm in some Gucci shit, my nigga, I just got to be drip You said you got it off the internet, I honestly did
Bitcoin, Shiva dog, Dodge Challenger whip Crash the Benz, 550 and hopped out with a limp Them niggas squares, I knew that they got down with a sip
Your whole camp full of drama and whips, blockin' attempts Foreign cars, we be hoppin' out of thousands of whips
I really do it while you doubin' it, kid, proud of me, bitch, look
