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See yo mother hookin and pimp right past her,
cuz a walkin natural disaster is finna get plastered,
smokin residue when my lungs is ruined, opium chewin,
bleeding blue on the avenue means a storm is brewin,
they wanna forfeit when they see the crip sith,
with the four fifth and more clips bitch it's hopeless,
snitches know this, notice how they hocus pocus,
locc's focused on the lotus float like locusts,
and the nectar got a nigga swangin his scepter,
till you lepers are left lesser than spectating specters,
fathom a phantasm leave a chasm,
in yo chest through yo vest,
strip yo atoms of motherfuccing spasms,
my karma gained momentum as a mosque so enter,
claiming game in my veins to my epicenter,
on these streets a crackhead is a candle,
Spaghetti be the handle
on the set like a fuccing channel,
I'm more super in the coup than Lex Luther,
King with a Reuger in yo head like a tumor,
road manage with a pink and gold Xanax,
run up on a bitch's leg like some old spandex,
whole crew landed, with results outstanding,
demands outlandish, like bandits we vanish,
bitch know blacc smoke like a new pope,
Blunt in my throat I don't choke with my eye behind the scope,
focus like fuck foxy bitches after roaches,
feeling coccy socc me bitch yo fist is fuccin broken,
this is a pistol whip pow wow,
I'll make yo man scream ow loud until he bows down,
you know what i'm about,
still do anything for clout,
like fist fuck yo sister in the mouth and be out.