GreatestEver.
I really think I got a motherfucking speech impediment or some shit
Like I can't really say some words like-
Like I don't know what the fucc it is
Maybe I'm just trippin'
Back in the day we just got to the money
I ain't never thought i would just sit here and rap
Now im talkin and floating and popping my shit
Speak outta line you get hit in your trap
Niggas was hating, they ain't wanna believe me
But now that they see me- they wanna have a lil chat
But ian going for that
Cause i'm bringing it back
Thesy the motion and that is just facts
All on his songs he was speaking straight violence
Brain was so rotten he couldn't stop smiling
Niggas was cap couldn't even put time in
Thesy was different, ran on a whole different mileage
He fought like a tiger, this nigga bravado'd
Pushin shit bacc was like one of his mottos
10s on scale since he only liked models
Chxppsticc was lit and such everyone followed
But wait hollon
You baggy jean peon
White boy just talkin he ain't never got stepped on
Purple jeans tight and ian gon for a refund
Shit was on sale and I still used a coupon
Groupies from Groupon
My bitch on a futon
She got on all blue and she look like a crayon
I told her if ever see yo ass wearin red
Imma put a mf bullet straight right through her he-
I got too much courage 
My money like marriage
And if i sit down it'll spill like some pourage
I'm a skinny jean bandit
My wrist is outstanding
My jewelry too cold and I'm white like i'm Francis
My money like dancing
Yo momma dancing
She looking away cuz i caught her ass glancing
Like hey okay I'm lit don't forget that
Silly ass niggas get swept like a door mat
Lame ass niggas don't speak that's a known fact
Pussy ass nigga this a track not a hellcat
Pussy stop reachin'
Yo bitch steady freaking
She fuccing my niggas and theyon even like speaking
She coming and glowing
Yo bitch out here hoing
Ran a train on the gang and she call herself growing
Who gave em food off they own fuccing plate?
Who took a risk and made sure that they ate?
Who sat em down taught they ass not to hate?
Who took his time and still showed up real late?
Chxpp'sticc
The one and the only
Hang by himself he don't fuck with them phonies
Opps steady hating but real life they homies
I put that shit on niggas swear im like Carti
Walk in the bitch and im crashing the party
Fashionable late so i'm always real tardy
They showing they titties like Grah Mardi
They drunk off that gas and Ba- cardi
Hang off the ropes just like Jeff Hardy
If a nigga touch me then he better say sorry
Like I can't really say some words like-
Like I don't know what the fucc it is
Maybe I'm just trippin'
Back in the day we just got to the money
I ain't never thought i would just sit here and rap
Now im talkin and floating and popping my shit
Speak outta line you get hit in your trap
Niggas was hating, they ain't wanna believe me
But now that they see me- they wanna have a lil chat
But ian going for that
Cause i'm bringing it back
Thesy the motion and that is just facts
All on his songs he was speaking straight violence
Brain was so rotten he couldn't stop smiling
Niggas was cap couldn't even put time in
Thesy was different, ran on a whole different mileage
He fought like a tiger, this nigga bravado'd
Pushin shit bacc was like one of his mottos
10s on scale since he only liked models
Chxppsticc was lit and such everyone followed
But wait hollon
You baggy jean peon
White boy just talkin he ain't never got stepped on
Purple jeans tight and ian gon for a refund
Shit was on sale and I still used a coupon
Groupies from Groupon
My bitch on a futon
She got on all blue and she look like a crayon
I told her if ever see yo ass wearin red
Imma put a mf bullet straight right through her he-
I got too much courage 
My money like marriage
And if i sit down it'll spill like some pourage
I'm a skinny jean bandit
My wrist is outstanding
My jewelry too cold and I'm white like i'm Francis
My money like dancing
Yo momma dancing
She looking away cuz i caught her ass glancing
Like hey okay I'm lit don't forget that
Silly ass niggas get swept like a door mat
Lame ass niggas don't speak that's a known fact
Pussy ass nigga this a track not a hellcat
Pussy stop reachin'
Yo bitch steady freaking
She fuccing my niggas and theyon even like speaking
She coming and glowing
Yo bitch out here hoing
Ran a train on the gang and she call herself growing
Who gave em food off they own fuccing plate?
Who took a risk and made sure that they ate?
Who sat em down taught they ass not to hate?
Who took his time and still showed up real late?
Chxpp'sticc
The one and the only
Hang by himself he don't fuck with them phonies
Opps steady hating but real life they homies
I put that shit on niggas swear im like Carti
Walk in the bitch and im crashing the party
Fashionable late so i'm always real tardy
They showing they titties like Grah Mardi
They drunk off that gas and Ba- cardi
Hang off the ropes just like Jeff Hardy
If a nigga touch me then he better say sorry
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