| Soundboi u can’t check my sound
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| Soundboi u can’t check my sound
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| Your bitch sit on my whole dick
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| Pussyboy you better stand your ground
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| Flows know i got a large amount
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| Man i pull up to your town, Word up i put shit down
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| Take your ting man i show her around
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| Now you only see your ting when i say your allowed
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| Hmmm Ok
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| Heard a «badman» talking shit, OK
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| That turns the OK to a K. O
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| I got the juice just like K. A
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| Know i got the strap just like A. K
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| Now mans saying ak its all good
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| Aye dawg I thought that you’re hood?
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| I turn around and say Hmm ok
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| Flow on the beat like me no way
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| Flow on the beat like i’m OJ
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| I got a bitch that go both ways
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| I whip the dope yeah thats home made
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| Counting the chips that’s fritolay
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| Check the chain, know my name hold weight
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| They steal the wave, I steal they bae
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| I throw her dick, She throws you shade
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| Man said i can’t do grime thats cool
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| And your girl said that shes loyal to you
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| See the correlation bout things we say
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| I had your bitch about as wet as a pool
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| Amber alert when i step in the room |
| Man rose up might spray with the tool
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| Might fuck your ting in the back of the coupe
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| Crawl back to you that’s the real slut walk
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| Body the beat edge it off with the chalk
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| Know that im one punch man in the booth
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| Bitch i do what it do, Show and i prove
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| How i get this good? |
| Man a better call saul
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| Que, How i got the juice
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| Bitches coming by the twos
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| Sniff a line, i ain’t care for the queues
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| Bitch im straight from the south, i dont care if im rude
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| [HOOK[ |