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Spitting
all
these
flows
its
hypnotic
Ima
god
wit
a
goddess
You
dont
want
these
problems
just
know
that
I
got
it
Mess
wit
lil
bro
u
dont
know
what
u
started
Rolling
up
the
dank
bitch
I'm
reeking
like
the
chronic
I'ma
focus
on
the
bank
if
I
got
bitch
I
bought
it
or
I
stole
it
Ima
pull
up
on
the
gang
they
was
running
yeah
they
folded
Put
a
beam
on
his
chest
they
aint
notice
i
was
toting
AHHHH
They
aint
notice
that
I'm
goated
ahhh
They
aint
notice
Im
the
chosen
ahhhh
Tell
em
its
okay
didnt
come
here
to
play
ima
tell
em
while
im
flowing
ahh
Paving
the
way
Im
just
tryna
be
great
While
they
jus
hating
away
but
fuck
what
they
say
cuz
Im
finna
get
paid
n
they
not
Nobody
knew
me
but
when
I
stack
blue
cheese
they
offering
coochie
im
taken
i
dont
want
your
cooties
they
praying
a
lot
She
wanna
suck
on
my
cock
I
put
that
bitch
on
the
clock
I
dont
got
time
Im
tryna
just
get
money
I
make
my
girl
whine
I
put
dick
her
tummy
You
bitches
is
crusty
n
bummy
I'ma
drip
my
bitch
out
we
pop
out
looking
stunning
Ima
need
me
4th
Ima
need
me
a
5th
sombody
pass
me
the
hen
Fuck
what
they
said
Im
just
tryna
stack
money
Im
tryna
stack
bread
When
I
pop
out
yeah
I
always
come
right
no
I
never
come
left
I
know
Ima
blow
up
theres
too
many
flows
in
my
mufuckin
head
Spitting
all
these
flows
its
hypnotic
Ima
god
wit
a
goddess
You
dont
want
these
problems
just
know
that
I
got
it
Mess
wit
lil
bro
u
dont
know
what
u
started
Rolling
up
the
dank
bitch
I'm
reeking
like
the
chronic
I'ma
focus
on
the
bank
if
I
got
bitch
I
bought
it
or
I
stole
it
Ima
pull
up
on
the
gang
they
was
running
yeah
they
folded
Put
a
beam
on
his
chest
they
aint
notice
i
was
toting
AHHHH
They
aint
notice
I
was
growing
I
up
it
n
get
to
blowing
till
leave
the
pistol
glowing
I
said
ahhh
Im
sipping
on
the
potion
flow
wavy
just
like
the
ocean
just
wait
till
my
neck
is
frozen
I
said
sike
ian
finna
lie
fuck
a
chain
rather
strap
the
gang
up
wit
sum
fives
cuz
u
never
know
who
really
tryna
take
yo
life
if
he
really
try
me
then
the
gang
is
finna
slide
do
you
want
these
hands
or
the
choppa
ion
really
wanna
leave
yo
momma
with
sum
trauma
but
if
u
really
wanna
shit
could
get
popping
like
a
collar
u
could
have
the
smoke
n
ian
really
talking
marijuana
hit
em
wit
a
stick
I
treat
that
boy
like
a
piñata
you
could
have
a
verse
all
you
gotta
do
is
holla
working
for
sum
bands
u
dont
even
got
a
dolla
I
put
this
on
my
life
ima
make
it
cuz
I
wanna
wanna
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