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Motherfuckers thought they fucking would I smack flows like the out-alet Call me but you can't collect This the set Hot wired Running with your big guns Flashy cars And fake stats All them flashy cars and fake stats I smack flows like the out-alet Call me but you can't collect This the set Hot wired Running with your big guns Flashy cars And fake stats All them flashy cars and fake stats Little bitch Just another wannabe fake pump Inspired by Drizzy No disrespect to 6God I just like more Yeezus But if we talking culture FlyGod's on the shuffle Musta heard pray for Paris that whole fucking summer Now I got the compact disc My advice to the world Work it Drop your best shit Cause half y'all shit be mid And that's just facts Half y'all shit be mid And half y'all shit unmixed I smack flows like the out-alet Call me but you can't collect This the set Hot wired Running with your big guns Flashy car And fake stats All them flashy cars and I'm a menace when I find the beats I know Reasy cooking hits Striving for a classic but I record and go off this Your pain is nothing but the bad thoughts sparked, electric flowing outlets Shop to numb the pain Hit your local outlet For a discount on the clearance life But you still bitching like a Karen Raging about a fucking mask Yelling in them stores Complaining about everyone and everything When the problems all fucking yours Basic times for basic measure Just a simple plot When they call off all the shots, We gonna see who's really hot These flows smack Like heart attacks that killed the ones we love This beat slaps You off your ass Hope you feel it through the sub I ain't advocating bad times I'm just saving up the funds We building life for future generations Make up what we've done Then they tell you what to do in life They dictate how we dress You ever seen a nudist colony? They freer then the rest Call me but you can't collect This the set Hot wired Running with your big guns Flashy cars And fake stats All them flashy cars and fake stats I smack flows like the out-alet Call me but you can't collect This the set Hot wired Running with your big guns Flashy cars And fake stats All them flashy cars and fake stats Little bitch I smack flows like the out-alet Call me but you can't collect This the set Hot wired Running with your big guns Flashy cars And fake stats All them flashy cars and fake stats Little bitch Smacking, smacking flows like the out-alet Smacking, smacking, smacking flows like the out-alet Lay it all to rest Lay it all to rest Lay it all to rest Lay it all to rest I smack flows like the out-alet Call me but you can't collect This the set Hot wired Running with your big guns Flashy cars And fake stats All them flashy cars and fake stats Little bitch Yahhh
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