40k

Everybody rap like this
Wanna stay in the trap like this yeah
Don't nobody think about shit
Monkey see, monkey do shit
Still it's like "can you make a hit?"
Like really doe, nigga, no shit?
"Just copy your flow like this
Paste on my tape like this"
Yeah, always tryna bite my shit
Still act like I don't know shit
Heard it

Really though you are my kid
Um we are not kin
Might as well fuse
Matter fact, no
I'm a 10, you a 6
But the two of us?
Now that's some ugly ass shit
I ain't the ugly half, bitch
See you tryna lurk my queen
Nigga what you gonna gain from that shit?
Yeah, Acting like you really gon' hit
Nigga, she's the one who told me
You acting all slick, and you still can't spit
You a simp

See you tryna fuck my wife
You a john, not a pimp, my guy
I don't need a hook when I rhyme
You repeat the shit mad times
Only way to get likes, hey
Dumb it down, niggas get high
You ain't really bout that life
Cool it down, put you on ice, yeah
Nigga need to really stop 5 hey
I don't take 5
Being broke fuels my drive
I cannot stop mid flight
I will not stop til I die
Fuck around you could get sliced
On sight like this piece of cake
You pie, I'm fye, hentai
Like peak anime, no filler
Eating these tracks like dinner
Feasting on pussy for dessert
Beat for a minute, she squirm
Then squirt like a blizzard, ay
Yeah I'm saucing it up like sizzurp

Feel like a stone cold killer
More like a deep grave digger
Don't make me pull that trigger
Leo, need fur for the winter yeah
Hunt em down quick
Then I'm gone to kuwait
Where I dip like Killua
Skipped your mixtape
Cause we really ain't feeling ya
Throw it in the can like a zan
Bitch, I really ain't a fan
I'm a one man band but it's still TAR Militia

Throw in the adlibs, hey
And these bitches start feeling it, hoe
Every time I put tracks out, ay
All these niggas start stealing shit, whoa
You can get off my dick now, hey
But you can't seem to let go, yeah
See, the game is on wax now, hey
Niggas looking like jailbirds, huh

I should go in for manslaughter
Motherfuck all the bullshit, hey
You ain't have to put hands on her
You ain't have to go rape the bitch, nah
I'ma learn you a lesson now
You should go and retire quick, huh
Let him weep like a damn worm, huh
Bitch, I'm ending ya whole shit, uh

First it's two and the seven, hey
l know my dogs go to heaven, okay
I sin too much call the reverend, ooh
Only me in these Japanese denims, goddamn
If I die, I'ma go out a legend
21 with a mil at Two-Seven
One of one like Street Fighter cross Tekken
Man this life is a blessing I'm destined okay

Drink this
Smoke this
Take this
Pop this
Hit a lick
Force feed that bullshit to our kids
Claiming they don't know better
Don't forget just forgive, now I'm sick
Sweat out toxins pack that bowl hit now I'm lit

No if and or buts about it, bitch, I'm rowdy
Muhfuck the government til' they free bobby
I am so hot that I'm beaming like Scotty
I'm in the front with my niggas behind me
You better not run up or I might catch a body
Right there the lobby
We upping the tommy
Red shells like a shotty
Kill beats like a hobby and call it a homi
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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