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Imma tomb stepper,
Disrespectful, rude? Mega
They Set-Up, I'm sporadic, won't let up
They checkers, cheesy niggas, can't chess us
I'm better, can't keep up when I pivot
Nine di-gots, manifest, when I dri-zop
They poked the one, but still the wrong nigga,
I pop up at ya door, I'm waking it up
They know I'm slicker then a pompadour, I'm blacking n I'm UP
Dee on the freeway, all them niggas is bums
If I ain't make it clear before, ah em, them niggas my sons
It ain't a scenario that I'm scared of, ain't one,
Just know I've seen it all before, them niggas crashing or sumn
This ain't just rapping, when I wrap, mean it's done,
And I don't linger on you niggas, I'm just reading for fun
Can't take my anger, and ain't felt it, keep it cute for it comes
Them niggas mute and they ain't backing a one, I keep the pumps all in the trunks, niggas lean back when I come
Yall pulling over, but no ID, ID
I got the juice, them niggas Hi-C, high, key
Licensed to carry, ensured to make them scary
The lied to you ain't need a Joe to marry
Yall pulling over, but no ID, ID
I got the juice, them niggas Hi-C, high, key
Licensed to carry, ensured to make them scary
The lied to you ain't need a Joe to marry
My shit is legendary
The boy is clever, make them step up
Ain't ever seen it did like this, them niggas, stressed yup
Man fuck a rhyme scheme, when I'm rhyming they gone SPEAK UP
Man fuck this reverb do you hear me though yo speaker?
Don't need a speaker.
I be the teacher, I'm here to her,
We mighta Whoopi'd but that nigga need a preacher!
The way it's fuck the bitch, don't need a rubber, imma Itchy yitchy gut the bitch
Yeah, niggas rapping, what they rapping about?
Ain't got no plaques boy, what you chatting about?
We got them MACs boy, and shit we airing em out
Let's stick to facts boy, I'm inspirational now
They do what I did, I be the guinea pig now?
Predict the hot shit, that make me genius now?
You wish I got, bitch, I be genie-est now?
Sing me the blues bitch, it's in my genes, yeah I'm proud
Ain't backtracking, Syd Sweeney, MAGA DOWN
Sexxxy brown, but I read a bitch DOWN
Man fuck the gossip, can't hear niggas make a SOUND
I wear em out, soles dirty, cannot go another round
He driving reckless, then I'm calling him out
Stay in lane, before you total, bitch, what do you want?
I'm smoking niggas, mean I'm keeping it blunt.
I'm smoking niggas, mean I'm rolling em up.
Yall pulling over, but no ID, ID
I got the juice, them niggas Hi-C, high, key
Licensed to carry, ensured to make them scary
The lied to you ain't need a Joe to marry
Yall pulling over, but no ID, ID
I got the juice, them niggas Hi-C, high, key
Licensed to carry, ensured to make them scary
The lied to you ain't need a Joe to marry
My shit is legendary