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Long you get better, everyone says it does EP, it's a EP production, nigga, Not EP. Heart face, half face, Nigga be frownin'. I'm in the stu', nigga, I'm Dancin'. Turn my waves, bitch, turn up my braids. She suckin' my dick, ho, shit, I'm not lastin'. Bitch, just dishin', your last name the best. Like slow down, lil' shorty, you robbin' too fast. Like slow down, we comin' too fast. I'm too clouds, nigga, when they move with my Mind. I'm real road runnin', can't fuck with my Count. I'm straight face, nigga, my head be blank. I'm sippin' on syrup for the tenth, my gang. I don't know what to think, so I say The same thing. I'm rockin' designer, my shirts Different print. rockin' designer, my shirts KBX. Was limpin' that Jag, I was drivin' that Jag. I was pushin' that stain and still with the Same. was fuckin' with Lil' V, he been jammin' Off I'm not gonna tell, you niggas be cappin'. I'm gonna tell, but you niggas be nappin'. Just come out of nowhere, duck like I'm Shaq. It's a patient type beat when I rap on This beat. Put the stitch on this whip, he Was cappin' this week. I was fuckin' with Sam, We went down a year. bitch got ripped, but I fucked her too, shit. If I come up To your block, nigga, what you gon' do? I rather be rich than in front of five People. front with Lil' D, I'm the front with My demons. You I'm just a rapper, you see Me flex, you be bitchin'. I'm fuckin' with Jam, We send on the count like the throw my Mask, these niggas be glistenin'. These niggas be cappin', you niggas be bitchin'. Yeah, told her my arm is hard, it's so Missin'. Your bitch, I'm too hard, lil' shorty not Missin'. Stop textin' my phone, lil' bitch, you be Trippin'. Stop textin' my phone, lil' bitch, you be Borin'. I put down the ten and picked up The sword. Nigga, EP my neck, my arm is So sport. Nigga, watch my wrist, you gon' stab, You gon' shiv file that you can get by EPA standards. So it's not gonna leak, It's not gonna release organic compounds into Atmosphere. So once the product bonds to surface, It becomes inert. So it off-gas. Actually Has a zero Oh, excuse Thank you so much Uh, she don't wanna fuck 'cause she know you A dog. Nigga, I been gettin' these hoes. My bitch so fly, no, she not a ho. It's EP, boy, she thirty hoes. Thirty stick on me, I got round me a Pole. Me and Clay Tango, stunt on these hoes. You know that shit, you already know. Bad-ass bitch want some more poles. Gettin' that business, you already know. I'm gettin' that business, you already know. Chop, chop, chop, I'm that switch. Fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm fuckin' that bitch. She suck, suck, suck, suck, suckin' that dick. I got three hoes just 'cause I'm rich. Stack, stack, stack, stackin' my chips. Fuck it up, nigga, I'm whippin' that shit, uh