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[intro]
ooooohhhhhh
yeaaaahhhhh
yeah, yeah, uh

[verse #1]
let me tell you bout a story bout my motherf#cking self
it’s like this, i don’t miss
too much ice up on my wrist
nah, these b#tches can’t resist

yeah i write this sh#t myself
you gon keep this to yourself
if you snitch, you a b#tch
it’s gon take more than a switch, to get me in f#cking the ground

yeah they tried to cut me down, but ‘hey’ i’m still around
yeah i pray my soul to keep
but i’ll still wake up from my sleep
cuz i know this game ain’t free
no i know i know this sh#t ain’t cheap

[mid#transition]
hey mournteo you trynna hop on this beat
bring my vocals up then
geeez

i know you lyin’, he lie through his t##th
put up the 808 back on the back on the back on the back on the back on the beat

[verse #2]
(i want to k!ll him)
colt .45 with a d#ck and big b#n#r
came out tha mud with a blunt like a stoner (lil purp!)
come here big momma just get a bit closer
life is so tough d#mn i hate bein’ sober (hah yuh)

don’t bang my line if you ain’t got a plug
b#tch you having s#x and catchin’ sh#t like a bug (f#ck)
but my skin is white too and my nickname is doug
buying gucci louis so they designer drugs (sauce)

doot doot doot blow
with this ray gun got you runnin’ in circles (graow)
big monkey bomb dontchu be a pushover
i’ll take you from marvel to dc a crossover, p#ssy (b#tch)

keep your composure
i started robbin’ since i got a lil older (hraaa)
i’m wearing my clothes with the versace odor
pull up with the pump, 2 shot 5#9, lil b#tch (hah)

stop the beat (huh)
monstercat, why the f#ck you be f#ckin’ me
i took homeboy a beat and i made it mean
so you stripped it down, man you a fruity queen (yuh yuh f#ck)

b#tch hit me up on my phone
i told her, get lost, just go f#ck on my clone
i threw out my phone sh#t on do not disturb
rip out your jaw then stomp it on the curb aye

i don’t get lost, yuh, i don’t get i don’t get lost (hah bow)
you f#ck with the boss, nah
a#k wit a fifty drum, yah yah (b#tch….xmmx….mournteo….alright cut that sh#t)

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