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Barry Bonds
I just hit a dinger
Yogi Berra watch it glitter on my finger
I can hit a note
Uhhh
But no im not a singer
That was yo wife?
But did you know she was a swinger?
I just hit a dinger
Seen the flashing from my ringer
Pull and pack it with the stinger
Use the steamer
For the fabs it keep it cleaner
You a dreamer
If you think that im a schemer
And how else can one describe the narrative as not a sleeper
More than rap this shit get deeper

I wake up
Fresh clothes
Check the clock get my Creflo
Knock me off of my toes
And you welcoming yo death note
Domestic palace built in a moat
Its swim or float
I checked the atlas I done toured through the coast
I been to both
Im on a axis try to spin me and ghost
Back for the smoke
Nigga practice on yo preach or you toast
Or keep it cloaked
And nope
Niggas wont fix if you broke
But handyman
Shit is dead and i can give you some hope
But understand
I got a sweet tooth for bodying shit
A Candyman
And i been hanging 'round some models n shit
One from Japan
She bought a xan from a Somalian chick
And blew a grand
Adam Sandler we was common to click
That's how it get
As i
Wait for the deposit to hit
Im doing this
From the fade and now its knotted and shit
But never twist
Up the promise and the knowledge i get
I throw my fist
To the homies i pay homages with
Now look at this
Ah

Barry Bonds
I just hit a dinger
Yogi Berra watch it glitter on my finger
I can hit a note
Uhhh...
But no im not a singer
That was yo wife?
But did you know she was a swinger?
I just hit a dinger
Seen the flashing from my ringer
pull and pack it with the stinger
Use the steamer
For the fabs it keep it cleaner
you a dreamer
If you think that im a schemer
And how else can one describe the narrative as not a sleeper
More than rap this shit get deeper

I came on this bitch all ill will
Im getting evil
Sound the same as which? and ill still kill
That's on my people
Had to pay the bills off crooked ass deals
And keep it legal
Left to drown
Shit i done found me a crown
You think we equal
30 pounds was up and i put it down
Fly like a eagle
When i was stuck i swear you squares wasn't round
Im blowing diesel
Not
Fond of pets
But you cuffed a rat hang with a weasel
Call my bluff and i just caught me a stack
And took a fecal

One more time

Barry Bonds
I just hit a dinger
Yogi Berra watch it glitter on my finger
I can hit a note
Uhhh...
But no im not a singer
That was yo wife?
But did you know she was a swinger?
I just hit a dinger
Seen the flashing from my ringer
Pull and pack it with the stinger
Use the steamer
For the fabs it keep it cleaner
You a dreamer
If you think that im a schemer
And how else can one describe the narrative as not a sleeper
More than rap this shit get deeper