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Judging by my wrist, I couldn't tell you the time

'Cause to a bitch I'm Ned Flanders, Psycho Bob in disguise

'Cause if you bop into me ****, then you don't want your life

And Jesus died for these shoes and still can't tell you a price

Twitter thuggin', I ain't even finna mention these guys

'Cause if **** pull a toad, that's when **** turn nice

Big forty, I ain't even gotta mention it twice

What we on, shit we fuckin' ****' bitches tonight

Somethin' fishy goin' on, finna cut on the lights

'Cause we done gang banged this bitch and her **** outside

Shit I'm trippin', all he wanted was a picture this time

All these **** been fly but never entered the sky

Tough ****, he just want to drink liquor and die

These shells fly, let's see if he can drink liquor and drive

These **** never seen a sale, think these **** would cry

Stinc meetin', the bleed team, but don't gotta mention the crime

'Cause you should know the consequences if you flippin' a dime

Not everything makes sense, but **** listen in rhymes

**** act tough, what, now he can't feel in his eye?

Don't got to blow a ho ****, silly billy is mine

Maison Jeter, cold feet, for **** these your people

Lookin' at me crazy, never seen a cold demon?

Sabotage your career, I told you to stay still

**** caught a heart attack when we said we neutered their kids

Don't play with me, I know I be trippin'

Whole brick in my hand, oh you ain't know I be sippin'?

**** said they fuckin' with me, must be high off crystal

Bitch it's the 2Greedy family, yeah the Stinc Team

If I don't got it I'ma go and make a chink bleed

You know bop, bop, bleed 'em what the thieves say

I'll take your shit and put it on eBay

I know I got a problem, shit that's what my peeps say

Balmain PRP's, that's what my jeans say

**** know it's levels and shit, we on the freeway

But this bitch goin' over the dash, fuck what the speed say

I always keep the bloodiest bottoms, that's what my feet say

Please get at me, I ain't higher than none

The only time you see me running is when hidin' a gun

I done poured so much juice I think my body went numb

I got a keep a blower shit around the grimiest ones

Spillin' juice on the ground, I was told I'm mud walkin'

Bambino just walked in, now the plug talkin'

Bust down my Rollie, ordered Panda, oh, I went flossin'

Just crashed the Masi, now we up in the the Jag-ski

It say one-twenty but we 'bout to do the dash-ski

It was named mister big bang uchie so don't ask me

Bought a Moncler coat 'cause it get cold in the winter

And some Maison Margielas to match the gold as I enter

The heaven gates, the podium with the coldest of ****

Would make this **** cry and strip the gold off this ****

Name bag, caught yourself tryna threaten a ****

If I slap this **** he'd probably try to wrestle a ****

Show this **** Maison Jeter and step on a ****, ****

Weird ass ****

Don't talk to me ****

Yeah we out here

Weird ass studio thuggin' ****

I'm not with all that, ****

The F&N break the vest, weird ass ****, ****

We get it all off the streets, street money ****

This ain't for fake, haha

****, the chinks know me, the Ruler