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I said t.r.i. gang
We, are, high, HANG
Top shelf, bitch on the pedestal
Lower the mower on top of the menace
Still goin and flowin' like y'all never seen
Bitch on my dick, crawl in her spleen
Prick talkin' shit, call up the team
Stick to the script cause I'm drawin' the dream

Pencil is sharpened I've got no eraser
Senses is sharpened I've stopped with the favors
And lessons is taught but I'm droppin' the major
Confessin' the target and mockin' the wager

Dollar and dollar and dollar again
Pussy and pussy and mar-i-ju-ana
I holler and holler and holler AGAIN
But see you fussy, I'm carin' your honor, I

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Stare at my phone but the screen always blurry
I think its my eyes
My vision is perfect, thats why I'm surprised
You purposely lie like you PAID to do it
Actin' out lies but your plays are stupid
Haze, kush I want ALL-a-that
Molly consumin' the MUSHroom caps
Rollin' puff puff then pass, I'm always (buh) Bustin' at
These pussies don't trust in cats
Puttin' my faith in myself
I'm fully invested I don't need no help
Oh well, my brain is infested with thoughts about hell
And heaven I can't really tell
Which way to go so I can't go back now
Find you lost in my town, tossin' around in bed
Take these directions I found instead

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Y'all motherfuckers must be out yo' mind (mind)
To step to me, ya'll some specs to me
I'm Goliath, y'all David, I triumph
Y'all hatin' is fine cause we waitin' in silence
To run up on any nigga that defy us

Don't believe me then try us, PUSSY
All of my homies is riders, PUSSY
I'll take your bitch slide inside of that pussy

I dick her then kick her right outta the CRIBO
Roll up a gotti, I'm facin' it prolly
Not definite less someone throwin' up on it
Who got the lean, finna pour up some on it
I'm stumblin' fallin' if I hit the ground
Quick to just pick up where I left I'm bound

Toppin' the charts if I aim never miss it
A misfit, but won't be another statistic, I

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What's good with the shit
Finna dog it
Get that nut off, hit this beat doggy-style
I don't know how many times I done said
Fuck with me once, be the last time you will
I been fuckin' the world since 1-9-9-6
I laugh at you pricks, and the one life you live
Cause I'm on my fifth, tired of this
Fire inside of this body I'm in and i'm ready to blow

I'm the bomb
Word to KidPone, word to Dejuan

Young Horus I'm on it, but not every time
Like a bitch when she on to me ridin' my cock
It's a switch up

Like I'm playin' with 'P.O.H.D'
But you niggas oblivious, why even bo-ther
With you nicks that's a waste of a line
And some time, and I got way too much on my mind, so I

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