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Yo, Air Max 360 sweats
Had 360 waves on my head for every brush that I had with death
But not even death could make me acquiesce
BS protect, but that's only if it's factory set
I ain't progressed, not even half a step
I'm stepping on niggas' necks, niggas think Avirex is a flex
It ain't been fresh since the days of Rex in effect
Check, check baby, check baby
Don't say the stretch, baby
The Pullman pullin' bull, you never been on bullshit
Bullpen from pimpin' stick to pulpit
Pulled the thick pit bull bitch out the wolf's den
Wolf of sheep's clothing, homie, this is wool rich
Rich crew is Kruger and has the roof on the Cayenne
It's translucent, Lucy dreams, ice cream, Celine
The way I'm seein', you need a green screen
Alexander McQueen, triple beam pistol with the beam
Some serious beam, some fried six chicken wings on the swings
Back when I was under the wing, it wasn't green
Baby cheeks with the peach fuzz underneath
Check, mm
Check, I said check, baby, check, baby
Run off a check, baby
Baby 380 for one special lady
Leave your avy covered in red gravy
These special ed babies could never play me
I'm the total package, Saturday smoking jacket
Cactus playing pants with the patches
From carjacking, trapping, and kidnapping
Bitches flatbacking, as my benefactor, nigga been a factor
Rappers looking like Magadano on Fear Factor
After your spirits descends into the hereafter, you hear the cheers from the rafters
Like when Vince is on the Raptors
I'm on they bitch ass, they gon' have to ask for skin grafting
I been nasty, this ain't just happened haphazardly
From hat to the feet, leady haberdashery, uh