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Idol status We just mobbin' Where is yo' talents Illest combatants you don't want no violence Ignorant elegance Eloquence priceless Uh, yuh This is designer They want the racket, I serve 'em like tennis They want me run it back before I finish They want me run it back before I finish Idol status We just mobbin' Where is yo' talents Illest combatants you don't want no violence Ignorant elegance Eloquence priceless Uh, yuh This is designer They want the racket, I serve 'em like tennis They want me run it back before I finish They want me run it back before I finish Ay, they told a nigga hold up wait a minute First I ride the beat and then I hop up in it If you startin' shit Just know that I'ma end it Spazzes on these bitches Popeye eatin' spinach Pop out with no limits I got yo' bitch name on my hit list Least she know my shit ain't rented You need to come get her She doin' my dishes Dirt diggin' ditches what we do to snitches Ay, yo What, nigga is something up We droppin' bodies when we pull out heaters You open the oven up They thinkin' I'm a nigga with a green heart 'Cause I got a thick China bitch with a green card Speakin' on my name disrespectfully means You can't be smart Loadin' up my clips in the meantime Look at what the feline Dragged in Flames like dragons Gold like Sachs Fifth, certified madness Batshit bastard gettin' plastered Okay, okay Okay, okay I'm doin' it different Niggas be talkin the same shit nowadays I keep movin' different Maybe if they don't talk crazy I'll behave Keep doin' it diiferent That's what they tell me Keep your head up, son And don't get unhealthy Uh, yuh Try to get wealthy And do for yo' momma and kids and your well-being Livin' in the basement Comin' out the darkness They say I'm insane, bitch nigga cut your losses They do what I say So they jumping in the mosh pit Ay, yuh No one as hot as me Speaking the truth no dishonesty I tried to tell her how bomb the D was Now a nigga gettin' feet rubbed Took it out she said Put it back, put it back, put it back, yuh So I put it back, put it back, put it back, huh Hunnid fans, hunnid bands, hunnid dance, yuh Money bags, money stacked so we can Go Goyard, eatin' good Gold star This man go so hard He could go so far I need a Nicki like I'm Safaree Redbone in a red Ferrari I'm droppin' bombs like a Saudi Like is he geekin', oh probably Sorry it's a pest and I gotta squash him Wearin' safety vests 'cause they pocket watchin' Pullin' out the station chopper gon' spray shit Make him Harlem Shake like a Haitian You can try to run, but I'ma get it done Bitch nigga I'm Freddy and Jason None my niggas doin' conversations Lookin' like a boss On my Bape shit Ridin' through the stars on a spaceship Movin' the crowd while I'm stackin' my M's I come backstage to some twinny twin twins Twins on the top and some twins in the Benz Twins goin' off, yeah My twin brought some friends Uh, yeah (Twins, what again) Pause, don't panic I can't manage to stay off your speakers Speakin' Spanish See, that sauce It lingers
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