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I go Spartan on tracks when I kick it 300 feats I rap per minute Give a darn about who wraps like constrictor Snakes finna give a fangs to my vision CI came fast with enamel incisions That'll prove I finna laugh all endless Lose to no one fact is Many of the craps I shoot Got a Chance they only loot a track If it's jacked with ass and tits Not known for the gats or clips Ready for the Havoc, bitch I am Not Caddy I won't lack in spitting I Escalade how I'm spazzing in this Call me 47, catalog's a hitlist F*ck a contract, I'll dick it down Cuz they offerings isn't profound Got no balls these pussies mouths Getting loose when cunning linguists been around when they queef wipe em out Going viral, D.O.M-VID-19 is now Take shots like Columbine Throw Sandy Hooks and drop jawlines Mandalay's my Bae get popped I'll ride Till my whores get tired and sixty nine Life a bitch not the Karma I'm always opping for the broadest Of options Never feminine the bitching be flopping Get my shine on, I'm flipping you off Cuz I'm enlightened when spitting it dark You be a shadow stuck in the Hedge hoggin On my balls Go Supersonic on all yall Chasing thots past Eau Rouge Off to the corner on the track, ain't Talking Spa Foes collide in saunas Go unconscious crashing hard Get T-boned facing me head on Get more tail than Knuckles got My aim meet all of the bars And blaze em to infinity beyond The vectors looking like Gru sum, dog I was on lemme leaf like ganja Cuz I never been 'round my match hotter Just Tinders being up to date soften Can't cushion blows, f*ck pillow talk Get the rap game to come suck me off My truth is hard to swallow It's earrape produce large volumes I stand tall and explode too often Stop it