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I got a yacht in the south of France
I never been on board
I let it pop for a couple bands then
Avenues explored
That peace and calm will be restored
Once he gone with all his shit
I'm the don, I call the hits, then call the cops to find the bitch!
Later I walk in all my drip like the faucet never fixed
Don't get me crossed, will have you tricked
To think you hot without the sauce
Counter clock
The burners off
If that's your heat, nobody eats
I put your family to sleep
Once they planned to eat my feast

It's impressive
Have the dots connected
Leave them shocked and breathless
Everytime the tec spit
Issues stand corrected
100 bands invested
In the pan some next dish
In Japan with weapons
Understand the question
Have you learned your lesson?
Unconcerned this section
In the earth injected
Above turf
It's kickoff
It gets touched
With kicks on
If pissed off
You get tossed
With flip flops your bitch bought
In which car is bitch parked?
The grip charged
To get hard then piss off
On his lawn
It glitched hard
Hit his car
With big charge that clip stars
Get big bars
To sit large abroad
So they get called
When shit hits the fan
Bro