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This shit gas this shit loud it go Break ya windows with this Is-Amari sound it go Yea, 2019 with some beef on you're grills, let it go Yea, shoot and end with pens at ya head we'll let it go This shit gas this shit loud it go Break ya windows with this Is-Amari sound it go Yea, 2019 with some beef on you're grills, let it go Yea, shoot and end with pens at ya head we'll let it go Man QKP and Is-Amari Sorry for the wait no Dwayne Carter YBK drop out Def Mafia scholar I'm a Houston nigga but Amari from California, tryna start a forest fire He got the gasoline, I just pulled out a lighter, weed, papers, snacks, but forgot the grinder Why niggaz gotta talk shit behind me You can always type me, write a verse or fight me Might've hurt to try but you decided to try me I hit all you niggaz like i'm firing blindly Ice, Evo, Nate, Brand, Eliaz Battle stance behind me, MK Street Fighter Really wanna blow but I can't blow, cuz no matter what my life is on a timer Uh, trunk load of old notebooks and disk drives i'll never need I rather be all over YouTube than all over TV Rather eat a box of Chinese food than buckets of KFC I'm tryna find a thicc girl that understands the word "Loyalty" Damn, every so often I check, I'm finna come to collect Is-Amari, issa single, issa Semtex We stick and blow don't forget I can care less bout' the diamonds, rubies and baguettes Probably because i'm not rich But when i'm rich ima spoil myself with that shit, eventually rid all that shit Eventually I will get rich and split the riches with fam and the clique but never bitches Its strictly business, God is a witness, don't talk to them cuz its awkward and shit Don't talk to they bitch, I conquer they shit They sleep, i'm going in I creep The booth is cold, I rap and heat it up, its me 62 to 103 degrees The fever's increased to lava from ice With I S A M A R I From H-Town to C A L I Def Mafia and me myself and I Why even try like David and Goliath Hesitate to fire then you might retire Not because you're dying because you're tired What's the point in writing when you're always silent? Uh This shit gas this shit loud it go Break ya windows with this Is-Amari sound it go Yea, 2019 with some beef on you're grills, let it go Yea, shoot and end with pens at ya head we'll let it go This shit gas this shit loud it go Break ya windows with this Is-Amari sound it go Yea, 2019 with some beef on you're grills, let it go Yea, shoot and end with pens at ya head we'll let it go
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