LORD

Ok
1 2 3 wishes
I been takin' shots and my homie got a Guinness
World record finish
Only one day of business
I ain't makin' no misses
I don't say that shit lightly
Kiddin
Who are you
Read all that shit in reverse
I am not goin' nowhere
Like a statue
Might have to carry me home in a hearse
Imma busk if I have to
You are no match
It is no shade
This is factual
I been the flame for a minute
The master mind
I me and mine
All the time
You left behind
I been takin shots bitch got a toe tag
Gotta find her heart
Bitch fuck an X-ray
Calm it
Down
We into Culinary
Cookin new sound

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Dig it, uh ya dig
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Sit down I'm the realest inferno
Flames in your eardrums
But you never runnin'
While we burning down the fuckers that front
Y'all just kindles to the fire bitch
I'm just lookin' for a kill switch
Y'all posing for a meal ticket
I don't fuck with y'all, I don't fuck with y'all
Same same same fuckers don't change at all
I don't fuck with y'all, I don't fuck with y'all
Same same same fuckers don't change at all
I don't fuck with y'all, I don't fuck with y'all
Same same same fuckers don't change at all
I don't fuck with y'all, I don't fuck with y'all
Y'all struggle ain't real man
No one hold you down
To a real motherfucker y'all braindead
Spittin' facts from the gate y'all misled
We ain't fishing for these bars
You the clam, we the pearl, we ain't gliding through this world man
Ain't got a persona
Can't claim you annoying
Bitch it's four in the morning
Y'all fuckers ain't worth no warning bitch
Fuckers ain't worth no warning

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Writer(s): Hudson Schelesny
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