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You know it's lit, bitch Lit, ay Nap time Ay, they say they love the way the flow switch And if I ever go to smoke a opp, I smoke the whole spliff L.I.T. never went chasing gifts, he's on his own shit I been in the stu' 24-7, that's my whole shit Ay, damn, this shit a tragedy, like how the fuck they mad at me Now that I got a bag on me, everybody been after me Fuck it, I've been throwing assists just like an athlete Pringles can't vibe on my chips 'cause I keep stacking these Back then they were laughing me steadily Kept on asking me, "Are you doing this?" Actually doing it to the max indeed And that boy a pussy, go wrap him up in the max She pleads, how the fuck I'm passing these bitches without no taxi fee Because I'm lit, I keep a stick, I let it rip Just like the rip it that I sip, I rip his hip up insta quick Then tell the ass, come get the bitch Hit his ass when not, he ain't survived, he ain't no 56 I feel like Khalil Mack when I'm in the field 'cause I'm gonna send a bitch Most these white boys up and in the game Ain't living this thing with the shit I call a blue bro, he gon' come through just to show you that you innocent I know they been sick of it Keep on asking questions, so I told his ass to riddle this Right between the eye, we gave him two, we got his middle hit I been getting bucks, I'm starting to feel like I'm Chris Middleton Yo, bitch hit me up, say she needing something to fiddle with I hit a bad light, nah, Lord, baby, I can't get into this They say they love the way the flow switch And if I ever go to smoke a opp, you know I smoke the whole spliff L.I.T. never went chasing gifts, he's on his own shit I been in the stu' 24-7, that's my whole shit I tell a brodie, "Lay off" You know what? Nah, fuck that That's okay, let's play ball G23 shooting, call it Michael Jordan in the playoffs It's a relay, not a race to hope Stay and play your place until you take off I can wait for the day that I can say that I done made up My family and my people's rich and make sure that they pay up So I'ma keep grinding and waiting 'til it ain't shit left to wait on And if I catch your opposition, tell a bro to take off Fuckin' take his face off From racing from the pavement, do the race from the location Hold on, wait, bitch, don't you say shit (shut up, bitch) Make him smoke a blunt, calm him down He don't know I laced it, 15 minutes later He's making negotiations and say he don't wanna face the reaper Choppa knockin' like the speakers Say he wants some beef but he ain't came to me to greet us Tell that boy he need to keep up, too much gas I need to re-up all this shit up in my body Feel like a ghost so you can't see us (on my mama, bitch) They say they love the way the flow switch And if I ever go to smoke a opp, I smoke the whole spliff L.I.T. never went chasing gifts, he's on his own shit I been in the stu' 24-7, that's my whole shit, ay There he go with that ho shit And if I catch a nigga in public, I'ma slap him like a bitch Nigga fuck all that lil' rap, I'm posted up for your clique Know that Remington got reminiscent, go subscribe in that instance Y'all be covering the memes, bitch, only gotta be my witness Wait 'til I get to heaven, get justice, start my repentance Gotta keep it at your senses, go tell my father I did it Y'all niggas think I'm bullshitting, I'm not the one forgetting Catch them on a turkey holiday, be thankful what I'm giving Money, my only tuition, step on the way you can get the business Nigga, fuck all oppositions, my pockets gotta stay winning They call them seven contenders, but we know they all pretenders Posting blicks inside their videos, but now they never killers They wanna compete with me 'cause they knowing that I'm the center They dealing with war gorillas We certified hitters So get that shit out your mind when you clappin', then you gon' get us (bitch) They say they love the way the flow switch And if I ever go to smoke a opp, I smoke the whole spliff L.I.T. never went chasing gifts, he's on his own shit I been in the stu' 24-7, that's my whole shit
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