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MAD POTENT

  1. TippinCanoes on the beat, tippin’ canoes like the beat
  2. So kick it, don’t trip on the mission cause bitches get shooed who be slippin’ like shoes on the feet
  3. Pricks need like 2 centipedes to get 1 leg up, comissioner doing the things
  4. And whippin’ a coupe down the street instead of an Uber this week
  5. Gunnin’ for that cash bonus, you know that I have motives, prolly gotta back me or they’ll crack you if you backboneless
  6. And I have a faction that'll smack you if you act bogus
  7. And if I ain’t have the basement, I’d be homeless in a way that’s mad potent
  8. Better amass doses, deliver the mail just like they called yo ass Coleman
  9. Shawty might need 3 Ds, because with that peach, she must be in shape
  10. Speeding up to her base, girl, tell me why can’t you feed me some of that cake
  11. Haters see me gunnin’ at snakes and still the feel the need to repeat the others’ mistakes
  12. Like I be recoverin’ lames’ careers and they ain’t even gimme a GG, love you, or thanks
  13. Hoe shaking, I’m callin’ all vibrations on yo mama’s bottom space then
  14. But still dismaying like all of the top consolidaters, go against a monologuing hater
  15. Who was taught to dodge damnation talkin’ domination and plotting some lawless operations
  16. Step in a Taco John’s location and wait till the imposter’s not, like, payin’
  17. Any attention, downloaded the service app and the server crashed, better circle back
  18. I saw the candle draw a shadow and burn the wax, I have to return the stacks
  19. Cause it’s a cruel/accrual world, like TurboTax, you prolly sounded an Amber alert when you Heard the facts/fax,
  20. In other words I’m saying you surely crapped, now you marryin’ hate like Shirley Capp
  21. Ain't no blockin’ me, keep a rod at my side, so if you ain’t with me then hop
  22. Like this is hip hop, boutta lift wallets for dimes, opps like to fuck men and fondle their thighs
  23. Mock me for not being coin wise, but hopefully my bank account’ll be on the damn rise
  24. Pacify the Earth, kick out the rivals and leave em in parts so they die
  25. Watch them get cucked, think they drifting above till we burning their ego
  26. And they burst, cause not only am I hurting them, I’m also hurting their credo
  27. No chance testing the Glock, look, we don’t witness yo ass switch
  28. When you lack sense, and lack cents, if you can’t sense it out then you lack scents
  29. Cause like I said before, y’all some bum ass, clown ass, lame ass bitches, y’all some punk ass, weak ass, gay ass bitches
  30. Y’all some cuck ass, 2 inch cane ass bitches, buncha dumbass, wack ass, snake ass bitches
  31. Let’s do one lap round the race track, dimwit, Ima run fast, you can’t make that distance
  32. Call me The Flash, Ima blaze past nitwits, like some fun grass when I crave that spliff, bitch
  33. And you know that I ain’t lyin’ ing
  34. But they still went and grabbed the spike and tried to snap my spine with ease
  35. And let the Chevron pour and set it all on fire, we stepping on it and surviving, the
  36. Opps hunting for the plate when it’s bare, they coasted outta time or steam

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