Credits...

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Repping the
80- with a one on the end
Bull with the horns
Bring a red flag to the pen
Hit up the day ones
Ask them how they been
Ask them if they cash right
If they get the dividends, uh
I done get the cash though
Like Castro, infidelity still gettin checks
Damn I'm an asshole
Roll in a pearl white mirror dice Benz
Then go to the sunset paradise lands
And take a bad bitch that's a mad rich man
And the pussy more fine with a ring on her hand
But it ain't a crime, she take it off in the bed
And she doin somethin right
Mastermind with the head, uh
White skin, with a flow like that
Like the snow in the cold
With no coat on your back
Like the kids with the opioids
Goin down the back
I go for the throat like you chokin
Wait, play it back

Yeah, wanna be like me
(S-L-UT)
This shit ain't free I payed the price
New life like human sacrifice
Never nice rollin dice on a beat
No pride in the street
New mind let it be we in that 8
0 to the 1, bitch roll some
Told her to hold on she go dumb
Now im on the run call me a fugitive
But I show you what the future is
If you come around where we live
Cause we live all day they salty
Too close to the lake better pray
To whoever you believe in cause
This is the season, rappers be freezin
Why'd they let me in, cause they they got some
Really weak defense bitch I'm fortified
Never kinda or sorta high I morph and fly
And then I see you with an eagles eyes

That's so, Raven Symoné
When i get these visions
Some call it persistent premonitions
Somethin' that you're missin
Obviously gifted
A perk is the percision
When it turns you to submissive
The picture is what you're most def not getting
I'm the most dope outta' the salt and
Superghost the only one to vanguish them all
I destroy giants and y'all so small
Suckers

Ceyzy baby and I'm eight01s Finest
Coming on the track
It's about time to define it
A little bit bias
As ill as a virus
I'll cripple your sinus
And all you other mother fuckers
Better despise it
But listen
The stamina won't let me slow it up
(Ahhh)
Everybody is always on my nuts
(Ahhh)
I'm just sitting trynna get a nut
(Off)
With a bad bitch giving me the top
(Off)

I'm a seasoned vet I don't give a fuck yet
All I hit is fuckin net every shot is fuckin wet
Dripping like it's sweat, sky rocket like I'm debt
Half and half lame ass that wanna ask
Why they should like me, tell em it ain't likely
Cause I ain't really like the
Rappers that you might see
Bumming on the cold street
With nothing to fuckin eat
But the sesame off my number 3
Hit me (Hit me)

I guess it's my turn
These flows is so lethal make ya spine hurt
Fucking up the game
You know we coming fuck ya mind up
We comin in the building
Bitch you know we got that wind up
Sling shot shit
If you hating come and find us
Sensei bitch call me me the master
These visions I envision
They tell me that imma blast ya
Don't tell me you love me
You fucking dummy you scummy
Just sit back check the raps
Watch how we getting this money

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