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Really what's the purpose for this conversation?
My lyrics hella fuckin' heat, I'm causin' lots of condensation
When I spit some shit that they be contemplatin'
And I only came up in this game about a fuckin' week ago
And I am dominating causin' lots of pain
I never had to be the one to give a thot a place
Inside my little bitty heart, I'm an abomination
I don't need to get 2 chains
But I'm dope crazy my mood swangs got me shaking thinkin' I'ma do things
I wanna fight crime like I'm Bruce Wayne (yo)
Man I'm back and I'm ready wit' it
Nearly got me thinkin' that I'm really gonna make it in the game and tag em like machete and it (uh)
Nearly got me yellin' like I'm Fetty in it (yeah baby)
Aye, wait a minute uh, came up out the bottom like a gator and I never care to a hater I been elevated with the countin' up the money think I need a calculator with it (uh)
Woah, I got the sludge no juice, I am the 1 no 2's
Fletch no moves, I am the god no Zeus, I am the Doc no Seuss
Dark no bruise, kick it in a park with a goose
Pull up to the show in the back gotta park in the group
Lookin' like a shark in the coupe, lookin' like a motherfuckin' demon with an arc in the booth
God damn I'm crazy (yeah) bih' wanna have my baby
I can never ever love a lady, rather get the money to be whippin' a Mercedes (yuh)
Woah, spit 380's (uh) note pad lookin' like an AK (bang bang)
I ain't even sleep in like 8 days (gang gang)
We finessed down gateway (gang gang)
My new shit go so hard, this Jansport, not Goyard
But I'ma come up when I'm on tour I'ma be the first one to send yo ass some postcards
My money long like open yard
Yo shit look like note card
Yo shit look like Bonaparte
Yo shit look like (yo)