| I got suicidal visions of women, I smoke a enemas
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| Full of venom I got ten tenants in ten tenements
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| Slanging to all the residents, cocaine intelligence
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| My snow-bunny bitch sell e-hits for Mexicans
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| Connecting with the best of the best, and cooking meth
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| In the bubble bath with two dime chicks and they possessed
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| I put every finger in your bitch pussy with my rings on
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| And she don’t give a fuck, she swallow nut and drink cum
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| Pull up to your house with my hazard lights on, they flashing bright
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| Hop out with a mask with Armani slice and a metal pipe
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| Throw a little dash of this white inside the Alize
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| Mix it with some molly and guess I’m top on the interstate
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| Ventilate the car I’m driving and keeping the doors ajar
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| Forces are on the floor in case they force us to go to war
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| Say another word, I’ll run up, ring your doorbell
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| And lick off like them dirty cops did it to Sean Bell
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| Anti-Hero out now everywhere
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| Slaine and Termanology
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| Statik Selekt on the beat
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| Shout out to my brother Ransom |