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I'm so selfish Helta Skeltish Im just bein honest with my wellness Is it wellness or just hell yes Some f*ck the world ima rebel can't ya tell bitch Hell yeah bitch Keep it savage Keep it mackin Never acting Turning beats Into fractions Turning heads with my southern co actions Can't let none of these hoes on my dick make me sick with distractions First get the cash in Second subs gotta be bashin This shit ain't my hobbie nobody can stop me from pursuing my passion Sychopathic thoughts Go through my head I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead Don't you forget Dallas done and dead Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha fuckin head 214 to the left to the right Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night 214 to the left to the right You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic Thrashing and slashing My wood grain is crashing On this concrete that I push with my feet In the dirty if you heard me streets In the heat where at night city lights be flashing Ball till I fall but to off the wall to be absolutely Steve Nashing Shit ain't a game when a dame be flashing holla my before I aim and start fucking blasting this shit ain't everlasting We all die some cry others keep it real with faces in these places while others keep Masking what are these questions you be asking about these sounds that wood grain is crafting Sychopathic thoughts Go through my head I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead Don't you forget Dallas done and dead Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha fuckin head 214 to the left to the right Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night 214 to the left to the right You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic We all piss the same We all shit the same Not all wish the same Or kiss the same I like a bad bitch with some good ju ju Don't need a mad witch who be all about voodoo Can we make a screen play Netflix and chill but still put it on Hulu Marry go around on me Could ya hoop my hula Gotta a lotta ice widda lot hot spice in ya coola Come on down to the land where I stand and grew up Take my hand while a soumbitch screw it up done blew it up Cowboy from hell dual wielding these six shooters Sychopathic thoughts Go through my head I go maverick flow yeah guns blowing lead Don't you forget Dallas done and dead Ingraving them 3 digits in yo motha fuckin head 214 to the left to the right Tell me can ya swang can ya bang all night 214 to the left to the right You can put it on the map ima put it on this mic