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Motherfucker. Ah, yeah. Baby girl blowin' on the wish, a fuck so Sick, need a mind me tush. She ask man left, it's not my issue. Ah, yeah. My flow is on time, on schedule. You need more problems, I feel you. I'm gone all night, when I get out, hit Me. Ah, yeah. You pose no threat, can feel you? I feel that shit, you can tell I'm a Main bitch snakin', I see through it. Yeah. I'm throwin' up heart, now let it bang. I'm gettin' on blue cheese and two swishers. You feel that punch when I do two squishers. Better yet, feel the pain when it hit you. Nice scarf and I know that it fits you. Feel it from your best friend, then just kiss You. And it's rough to the touch like a Crystal. One can't pretend I fuck with you. How I love when your favorite niggas don't speak. You know when you pissin'. I'm all the way up on the tits. You know I'm the plug like Walter White. Flow is so wet, just sparked a lighter. Biggin' up Wock, my brother's king. I'm in the picture, you pull out the frame. Say his name and that boy like a shank. Heart is good, but he ain't Leavin' the bitches, You want me to stay. Nine out of ten, I keep makin' my day. Keepin' it cash on Top of my pay. Throwin' up L's, that's all I hate. The winter we ball, that's all that You get it. Keepin' forwards like mud up on Digital shapes. I charge it ship to the bank. I didn't do rap for the picture and fame. I did it because if I didn't, I would Be insane. I know I was built for the Game. I show off my hand, catch a Smith And gives me brain. I know I should pull Off my main. Playin' it forward, I come with It, do again. It's rough every day, that's the Game. I'm in my own lane, I'm livin', got Niggas insane. Three digits and change. I just bought a quarter, just carry chains. Look me, you know I done changed. Thousand, my face where I'm at every day. I walk through the nosemane. I'm pressin' that J to his head, it go Bang. I'm leavin' his chest with a frame. I don't give a fuck what your clique say. I'm not gettin' worked to the plan. And a boy wanna talk with your bitch, what He sayin'? Thinkin' that it is in my brain. Yeah, Uh. Check this.
STILLINDOPE, SHINING BREEZZE — BRO, ARE YOU OKAY?
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