| Can’t resist
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| Park it with the Park Assist
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| Know what my department is
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| Narcotics, pharmacist
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| Farming shit
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| Crop of Stardawg, have to harvest it
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| Pile of chicks
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| When I split this shit
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| It’s just parlour tricks
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| So they say I’ve got the gift but don’t know how to harness it
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| See I’m laughing cah I’m in that Targa with the harnesses
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| Bit of wood trim, wonder if I’ll have to varnish it
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| Niggas starting shit
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| Try taint your name and tarnish it
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| Now these kids spit
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| Don’t believe in even half of it
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| Talking 'bout the strip
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| Little pricks don’t know the half of it
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| Soft as Häagen-Dazs
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| Ark at him, he ain’t barking it
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| This gang shit’s gone pop now, that’s how they market it
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| It’s targeted
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| No Lagerfeld, I’m on a lager tip
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| Yard look like a tip
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| Yard Sale Pizza boy would like a tip
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| Told him to invest in SIS, it’s took a dip
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| But don’t snitch, it’s insider trading, you’ll get me knicked
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| Architect, they copy, I don’t miss a trick
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| Narcissist, light the track up, yeah I’m an arsonist
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| Arseholes, middle-class moaning 'bout how hard it is
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| Never seen the trap, they don’t know how rough the carpet is
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| Too much arms house, niggas armed who need a armistice
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| Body armour like the army now 'cause no one uses fists
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| Used to lump you up, coco on your head look like a cist
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| You know what this is
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| Now I only get there when I’m feeling like I’m not satisfied
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| But now I know I’m screaming but it seems like maybe now’s the time to cross
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| that line
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| When we’re playing in a sequence time is up,
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| But the winner’s bringing in a Napalm and I just see a baby crying,
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| just see the blood on the wall |