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Teddy teddy I made my first grand from Teefing in an automobile When I was young never thought that I will Then I passed my test in 2 double O 7 And I was killing MC's 'cause man Had a license to kill Back then I had a Corsa Now I've got something that will merk man I'm running with a whip enforcer Metal gear in the glove compartment I'm on a mug ting, I'm a rugby sport star You ain't shooting, bro, you're Lukaku Ain't bought my CD then I won't at you I'll hit man with my CD so hard that You'll wake up with a bar code tattoo I've got bangers, bro, I ain't stressing This year is an anthem ting, I ain't messing I can tell Electronic Arts wasn't really your Thing in school 'cause you ain't finessing I don't drink 'cause I'm a G Won't see me with a Strongbow in a pub G In a fortnight you'll be Breading them cheese biters You're some pizza hut freak Charisma, you won't hear my no P You've got some big money shopping You know me Buying up Oxford, Bond, and Regent Street My real life is like Monopoly And a few girls want me to have 'em 'Cause she heard every wish is now my command If she holds the balls of a dragon Sounds super, what you saying? Let's pattern Roulette, either you're betting black tie Or red is dead but you choose G Gun shots might amuse me I'm used to that sound, that's Call of Duty Gone I roll with bloodhounds, they got the crow So much smoke cause tickly throat It could be blessed, they are still on smoke Sub Zero, yeah, still on Smoke Frost on the ground, watch where you step Jump in the whip, no need to rev I don't need a boost I'll wheel spin on the spot you'll still lose 'Course, on this course I'll merk the race I came to showdown in the first place Two big screens in my whip, no gas I've got a double digital dash You can't take the crown from the king Test me, lick off your head like Jin Leave your whole crew spread on the floor I came to enforce martial law Sometimes I laugh when I think way back Man came to the ends and got their gun jacked Mission failed, robber got robbed Move correct when you're on the odd jobs Serious, or it might get complex Temple get caved in, now you're vex You can't scream mayday, fam When your jaw is wired up, that's the plan F*ck up and bruck up the spinal cord Can't censor me, fam, straight full gore Big man, teenager, or kid Best know who you came to war with Mans active Reload the beat, man, don't chat shit Drag man to the canals and I'll back-flip Kick man off the bridge, fam, I'm bat shit Crazy, leave a man ghost like That shit's Jme time trials Ghost 2010 had them ruling You know that FIFA's the Ting I've been owning No cap, I killed it when gaming Throwback, I beast with no noose Like the first time I came in I'm over the watch and I'm maining the peace 500 thousand, I ball with no lease Lambo went purple to gold film for a vid I would try see my value increase Gettin' milli to milli for doing it all Milli to milli for learning aboard Milli to milli for doing it silly Highly contagious in all of my ages I'm moving with Billy feeling I'm balling But you knew that with the Beerus Searching for that cleaner need to Finish him like Geras But he don't want that combat Miss me with that storm and that chit chat 6 rounds of punching, I'm on that From that New Age Didn't need a halo to come up Look at the teeth You can tell this nigga chief Independently breaking the charts I'm on your menu when you look Who i'm making the parts I need no medal on the level Just loving the arts Loving to be on the rocks Loving to be on the dock Causing eruption or assumptions Dying to get me Unpredictable, so they don't ever forget me Bitch
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