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Yo, one, two, one, two, the Ecleftic is back with some adjustments
Refugee Camp
Yo, you see them Refugees right there, they goin' in the car
(Woo-woo-woo-woo) keys, they goin' in the trunk
(Woo-woo-woo-woo) fiends, they don't give a (uh)
And Flex couldn't save you even if he dropped a bomb in this
You still gon' be found in a ditch
My name should be Robin Banks the way I be robbin' banks
I'm a fiend for the S-500, I want it
Used to stay high and blunted, but all that had to stop
Chick like me be chasing after cops
And they don't stop at my block after the Diallo shootin'
Soldiers in waitin', marksmen recruitin'
Salutin, thug confederates, rhyme and reason
Time and treatin', Air Force One we leavin'
Panama red, holdin' 52 hands for ransom
My man Johnny Handsome, itchin' to cancel 'em
I'm like hold up, wait a minute, let's get down to business
We could shoot up everything soon as the deal is finished
Body some dollars, I got two hours to kill
We want like five mill' in a private jet so peel
Supreme C been after million figures, ask my lil' nigga
Since back in the days, before you was raised
Ain't nobody puttin' fear in my heart, who need a jumpstart?
My art sharp, shoot your posse apart
Nigga take you on one by one, gun by gun
Son by son, done by done
Whoever come, murderfest, one of the best
I'm gettin' assets, collect ass bets, squat by your address
I come to kick it with you, walk beans stickin' with you
Why try to hide from accomplice vibe
Yo, we break bread, break heads, my people shake feds
Gamble and scramble, F what your man do
It's all about this husltin' game, muscle and fame
Tussels in rain, take aim, blush you with game
My language is unexplainable, switch, changeable
And I stay remaindable, with bigger guns aimed at you
(Woo-woo-woo-woo) keys, they goin' in the trunk
(Woo-woo-woo-woo) fiends, they don't give a (uh)
I run up in Da Cypha heavily armed with endless bars of metaphorical harm