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She like, prick her on sight. Gripping her back, twist left and right. Lube up her shit 'cause she move so tight. No love bite, she want a husky bite. Move that back, left and right. Juice got spit when she saw me on sight. Like we have beef, are we Five Guys? She wants the chip, she wanna get fried. She thick like Majin Buu-hu. She wanna fuck with the crew, the crew too. She tryna ride like she own a Camaro too. She said she's in Need for Speed. Nah, I race my hot pursuit. Now she all on me like I'm Sandwiki. She lost her vocals too. 'Cause when I break that back, no snap. Private ting, I'm the only fan. I'm a G, skeet, foods on me. That was my only plan. Now she attached, she wanna blow. Give me that throat just like a fan. Now she swaying like she gripping the iron. Man this ting just acts like a can. J-j-j-just wait on me. We finna get this GBE. Get out these trenches with bands on me. GM crew on the back of your tee. Pulling these tracks, consistency. You can't hide the complicity. Blessing these tracks religiously. We get fancy but not Iggy. Fuck all my opps, Jaker just rolling. I don't fuck with the beef and the scoring. They using these tings like ones to go touring. I'm pushing her cause and she's defo not walking. She's shaaaade. You ain't a queen, no Latifah. She fuck on the bros, still want more. She want a boyfriend, no Bieber. She like, prick her on sight. Gripping her back, twist left and right. Lube up her shit 'cause she move so tight. No love bite, she want a husky bite. Move that back, left and right. Juice got spit when she saw me on sight. Like we have beef, are we Five Guys? She wants the chip, she wanna get fried. I ain't down for the tip or the tatters. I hate them niggas that help with yappers. When you ain't got shit, they all tryna cap Us. Whippin' myself 'cause ain't no fapper. I'm telling you, there ain't no rapper like me. I got the flows and I got the beats. We finna get to the top with the team. Know your smef finna bottom with me. I'ma hold this name when I put this town On fame. Huskiss me, I'm the one to blame. When I'm out, man it's never the same. Li-li-like Drizzy, fly to Tizzy. All of my brothers, they're flying out with me. All of my niggas, they're not looking dingy. I'm in my bag like Central C. Me, n-n-no Stevie. I'ma do wonders just like a genie. Go zero to milli like Drizzy. With no guidance, I'm problems like Biggie. Who the fuck is lying like Lowski? Wide their eyes on me just like Showkey. You ain't got bars, you're just like a rookie. I don't got bars, I just smoke on rizzzy.
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