| I put one in that chamber, lay you in the face of God
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| Know to be-face the fake fuck, aight
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| Fuck is a feelin' God,
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| Level up, feelin' odd
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| Fairly Beverly Hill, Westside
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| Bitch, I’m drillin' your neighbor daughter at Best Buy
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| If I hit up your jack, then nigga, you best slide
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| If you totin' that pistol, nigga, you best ride
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| If you shoot that shit at me, nigga, I best die
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| 'Cause I’m a muh’fuckin' narcissist
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| Trippin', you catch a clip, bitching you not equipped with that
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| Pussy boy, don’t be talkin' shit
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| Or you can meet this AK-47, it got kick back
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| 'Cause I’m a muhfuckin' martian, in the heart of a moshpit
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| Put that boy in a coffin, 'cause the way they talkin'
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| Pussy boy, don’t be gawkin', I ain’t doin' no barkin'
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| I’ma let that shit rip, leave his ass in the parkin'
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| Fuckboy, don’t test me
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| Fuckboy, don’t test me
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| Fuckboy, don’t test me
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| Fuckboy, don’t test, boy, don’t test
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| Boy, don’t test, boy, don’t test
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| Boy, don’t test, boy, don’t test, boy, don’t
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| Ayy, yeah, ayy
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| Fuckboy, don’t test me
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| Fuckboy, don’t test me
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| Fuckboy, don’t test me
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| Fuckboy, don’t test, boy, don’t test
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| Boy, don’t test, boy, don’t test
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| Boy, don’t test, boy, don’t test, boy, don’t
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| Ayy, yeah, ayy |