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If you want smoke Imma bring it to you, Doordash My bitch got more ass than the bitches in your porn stash Flat chest c*** cannot suck up on my dick tho Sellin' your bitch weed instead of money, give me deep throat Smonk God came down to bless some bitches Anybody talkin' shit and they gon rest with fishes Man hold these fists while I kiss your bitch She wanna kiss my dick but she threw a fit Go through with it and do this shit Act like a pussy you gon find out who the shooter is Like Ludacris, told that bitch to move Got a Ruger clip and a missile too Like boom boom boom Chopper go blaka That blade stay up on me like my name Baraka I finish 'em Fatality flow My diamonds, they black as a cavity though J bring it back and let's smoke a sack Doin' roundabouts in my culdesac Yeah we from Texas, got the shooter grip No blah blah, we just take your shit Got the Glock shinnin' out the window, boom Skrt of in the Bently quick, zoom Feel like Al Capone on his throne Smokin' big blunts, not givin' a f*ck Fitted cap on Ugh Mr. Cool How you feel on top of the room Smonk God shit, gonna make these moves Game over quick, all these motherfuckers lose When the tape drops don't ask for no views Let me do me and you do you Follow the light, maybe you'll get in too But you won't get as lucky as me comin' through Bitch I'm hostile Got bitches in the brothel Cookin' up some dope with the goggles I got bacon with the waffles You know I like that ass when it wobbles Make a bitch more wet than Sobble Bitch I last longer than a novel When she give me top, she topple That's how I make the cookie crumble Damn What is you sayin' Why you complainin' to me 'bout the game What you expect me to do not the same Imma run free you know I break the chain I got respect watch how you speak my name Or it's 32 shots gon be headed your way Load up the chopper, we ready to spray Wake up and do it all over again Bitch Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Time never stops Back on my shit like I never left I get more brains than a dude in a sweater vest Dumped my old bitch, need a bitch with a better chest 4 Or 5 zeros on my checks, it's never less Count it You don't know talent, never been around it Shit I spit cold as the tip of a mountain Equipping my neck with some drip got me drownin' I tripled my commas, shout out my accountant A million really on top of my neck Ice all on my wrist Not a bread, a baguette F*ck up on your bitch, she was tired of bad sex How you tryna ball like me, you ain't get a bag yet Taco Villa my cheese I'm tryna Chia my green I'm G O D of the scene They gonna see what I mean I'm gonna bust through the door like the Kool-Aid Man Louis V store where I blew 10 grand Mask on the face way before Corona I want all the smoke like a massive stoner Bars 'bout as hard as a massive boner Shit talkin' gonna turn you to a casket owner Me and the racks, holy matrimony Many g's on me, can't match me homie Smonk God tape that's classic, aye Smoke my ops then ash it, aye Really I'm It like I reside in Derry They talk down on me but there is no comparing I hop on a beat and to them it's too scary They fear I might pop out the mirror like Mary So boo I give a f*ck 'bout your crew I drop a check on some kicks for the swoosh All your shit reggie, I smoke you like boof I know he a pussy, that boy need a douche On god
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