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Chillin' in my mind, think I'm stuck If I find a way out, it's probably luck Don't f*ck with my crew, we some kids running amuck Causin' Hell anyway we can We don't ever fear the can Make a stand Still high when I land Show love to a fan Give my fam a couple bands Still high when I land Show love to a fan Give my fam a couple bands Go to hell just to sell to the Devil And we rockin' and rollin' like heavy metal In the whip like Twisted Metal Boy I'm hot like a kettle Fresh off the stove I'm the best that I know Keep all ten toes On the ground at all times Imma age well like fine wine I'll never drop a dime I think my time's up Think the phone tapped, hang the lineup Never let em track you, I keep like ten dialups Never gave a f*ck, you can't sign us F*ck all of my teachers never line up You can never lie on us I'm your father, I'm your highness Who's as high us