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Copy and paste it
Bitin my cadence
Lagging on latence
They always gon snake shit
I done wasted no time when I clocked him
Choppa popped him, on the billboard I'll be top ten
Tear his throat out and rip out the esophagus
Bullet to the brain 3d like in oculus
Fuck you built like a chode toad, small toed big body bitch
Hide quick I got your zip code
Don't be problematic and complain about your problems
You was sittin round like a bitch when I solved em
Bitch made don't trip, like chairs you fold
Big body sumo, straight out Atlantic, flow cold
If you do not rep out your shit, what is you doin
Surrounded by horrible things, that fuckin influence
The way that I see things, your world stops at ceilings
Toads with machine guns
I'm boutta rap this shit
Walk round this bitch and I give 0 fucks too
Run too stay, stuck to cheddar like glue boo
Boutta buy a polar bear and a then fuckin igloo
You is not a day one, who the fuck is you
A greasy fat fuck
That is what you is
Gotta lose weight you big-bodied bitch
Kick you in the nuts so you cannot have kids
Spit the truth from my brain to my lip
Come get yo mom she got brain on her lip
Fuck with me and mane, catch a stain to the hip
With the blood, we gon paint the walls and then dip
Grab him by the neck Beyblade let it rip
Copy and paste it
Bitin my cadence
Laggin on latence
They always gon snake shit
I done wasted no time when I clocked him
Choppa popped him
On the billboard, I'll be top ten
Tear his throat out and rip out the esophagus
Bullet to the brain 3d like in Oculus
Fuck you built like a chode toad, small toed big body bitch
Hide quick I got your zip code
Yeah they copy and paste it
Bitin my cadence
Lagging on latence
They always gon snake shit
I done wasted no time when I clocked him
Choppa popped him
On the billboard I'll be top ten
Tear his throat open and rip out the esophagus
Bullet to the brain if you ever try to rock with us
Aw
Damn
Do the "Ay Ay"
Okay these motherfuckers wild
Claiming to be fire but u know that they is mild
Talking chitter chatter throw they bodies in a pile
Fuck them days back when I was only getting high
Now I'm making money of the shit I like to do
I don't tell these mfs shit I like to do
I been in my room making music off the deuce
Sitting in the dark feel like I'm the man on the moon
So lemme tell you how it is, I ain't no saint
Been pushing tracks out the crib to ease up the pain
Gotta do what it is I reach for the blade
So protect ya fuckin neck before I give u this fade
I ain't fucking w no friends cus they all fake
All the people in my circle are the brothers I made
Shoutout Pranav and the other one Day
That bitch built like a toad get the fuck out my face
Yeah they copy and paste it
Bitin my cadence
Lagging on latence
They always gon snake shit
I done wasted no time when I clocked him
Choppa popped him
On the billboard, I'll be top ten
Tear his throat out and rip out the esophagus
Bullet to the brain 3d like in oculus
Ay Day$okee where the fuck is you at
Crusin down the street with a bright red beam
Choppas aiming at yo mouth bouta make yo body bleed
Niggas really out here scary but they acting like a feen
Using rubbers on some bitches actin like they feel a thing
But we keep in shit a hunnid so I spray her with my seed
Keep the jokes all aside, niggas really out here dying
Keep the tooly on my hip, leave that nigga mesmerized
We gon leave his body cold
We gon leave it till it mold
We gon pull up guns blazin if you call up my mah hoe
Things be getting tricky if the situation icky
Niggas really fuck with Nicky like that bitch is kinda icky
Shawty really think she wit me but she spending all my 50s
Leave that bitch right out my door
Keep on knocking you a whore
You ain't whipping in no two seat
You ain't trippin off no looselys
Man I think you full of shit, pack yo bags take a trip
Really out here talkin shit, from the come up you a bitch
I ain't wanna see yo face, this is toad gang bitch
Yeah they copy and paste it
Bitin my cadence
Lagging on latence
They always gon snake shit
I done wasted no time when I clocked him
Choppa popped him
On the billboard, I'll be top ten
Tear his throat out and rip out the esophagus
Bullet to the brain 3d like in oculus
Fuck you built like a chode toad, small toed big body bitch
Hide quick I got your zip code
Copy and paste it
Bitin my cadence
Lagging on latence
They always gon snake shit
I done wasted no time when I clocked him
Choppa popped him
On the billboard I'll be top ten
Tear his throat out and rip out the esophagus
Bullet to the brain 3d like in oculus
Fuck you built like a chode toad, small toed big body bitch
Hide quick I got your zip code

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