Cadillac whip, ballin chain, New G shit, on it man Nod yo head, Cause you heard the thing Three new chicks, So I copped the range Mnage a trois, But its just a fling I dont really do that normally Bitch on the pole, Make it rain Brand new grip, So I can gat the lames Riding drop top with a single lady Matte it black, And I dropped the frame Trunk sit low, Let the bumper hang Like the six four low, With the candy paint Puffin that purp, Keep the bitches tamed Video vix, fuck for fame Mile high, in the plane Shawty want me, And she want the thang Dont say the kids name, In that vein Down wit the flu, I been sick for days When Im dead, Thats when Im out the game Feds on me, like the pootytang I dont know shit, I dont catch the blame Act so tough, but you really aint Beating up beats, back again Flipping packs, takes half a brain G it up, and you twice the man Swerving right and left out the lanes Leaned as fuck, So you can take the reigns If you gotta bad bitch, Keep her trained Im pepperoni, yo shit is plain Im slaying slacks, So Im glad you came Cats cooling up, But I spit the flame Rhymes so sweet, Dont forget the name My shit is hot, and you on the low Bad bitches, love the flow Cashing checks, getting dough Where the fuck do all yall buy your clothes? Found flyer digs at the thrift store Gotta sweet thing, Ill takes yours In the bedroom, she a nympho What kinda dirty things is you into? My shit sick, Im mental Brush up yours, like dental It aint netflix, its rental To the drawing boards I sent you My shit is hot I know My bitch is hot I know My whip is hot I know They cant never stop my flow Freaks and geeks, in these lab coats Poppin bottles, you mad though Jacked up like Rambo Ballin out and you flat broke Snitch bitches got scape goats Drop the tape and you take notes Lotta talk, but you fake though So what you making that face for? I dropped the beat, but I meant too Im spitting game on you lame dudes You wouldnt wanna talk to my main crew Im climbing up and you high school It aint snap backs and tattoos Its cock back and blast goons Im killing cats, who to blame fool? These lame dudes with the rap tunes Crossing up cats like D rose Thug Robin Hood, Im hero We getting high, rolling slow Dont forget the name Its what you need to know
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