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Put me on
- Ayo im slick G, I spit gleam sparking mixed greens
- Started at sixteen, I’m darting for the big screens
- My team I love papes and crushed grapes
- We lust traits of loved greats, it’s how the fuss play
- Try not to cuss but when I explode like puss
- I crush rappers abrupt, leave em stuck in the mush
- Lots of fool’s attack me, all I does it attract me
- To wax these ill bars like SARS on your sad peeps
- Puffing lye considerably, snuffing chill soliloquies
- Got real snipers from Italy that’ll knock you spiritually
- My crew guns down fakes and schools dumb foul snakes
- We pound cake, stack cheddar, let the cream rise
- These sounds back wack rappers tryna see mines
- My team size you up, we sit in laughter when your beam dies
- With all this cheese at stake, we just roll two Phillies
- Just ball like threes and shake n bakes, too illy
- Cuz when I write rhymes I got more shine than diamonds
- It’s like a shrine full of rhyming, like divine timing
- You wanna dine with me, the finest lyrically
- You better check yourself, fore you mess your health, silly G
- Put it on Kalli
- Put it on
- Come on now boy
- Put it on
- Come on!
- Freemasonry, I’m stepping really crazily
- You amazing me with you dressing lazily
- I port high fashion and climb step thirty three
- I sport sly rappin that fly like Steph Curry 3s
- So who really wants it with my connect
- I’m vexed, I guess you scared of my project
- I’m hexed, my chest is flared from your cold zest
- So don’t stress, I’ll get you decked in a slow sec
- Lotta y’all say you run the world with your Joe Tex
- But that’s only on the inside, you like bowflex
- No cold sweats, thoughts black like I told Flex
- Sold tape decks and rolled straight sess
- Safe sex and make NY Met money, yet life funny
- I get right, stay sunny, sweet bars like honey
- Leaving you cunning and your nose runny
- I’m from the six, not rosedale, you hoes frail
- Y’all foes jailed it’s so real, I’m just holding bills
- Smoking krill, y’all overdose on whole pills
- Leaving beats comatose cuz I’m so ill, for real
- Keep going
- Spit a verse, yessir
- Kalli keep at it
- Put it on
- Put another of it on
- Come on
- Yeah
- Arm and hammer makes glitz’s and glamour
- Wrong over and the cake puts you in the slammer
- Supplying grandmas in Alabama, wicked scramblers
- Panhandlers and gamblers, inner city mammas
- Addictiveness doesn’t have a limit, you wit it?
- You better quit it, the cheddar gets drugs you lick
- You gotta stick to your wits, your gut instinct
- Put down heavy drinks, swallow water from sinks
- Alcohol affects the way you think, hella distinct
- Fellas you think if you take drugs and pop slugs
- You’ll get love? Only love you’ll get it is from above
- Phony people wanna make the legal evil
- Sticking needles, wicked feebles promoting illegal
- Lifestyles of the foul, wild, wrongdoers of earth
- My song uses the verse to sound what you learn
- Crazy I can save souls and tell tales with words
- In plain clothes I sell grails to the civilians cursed
- The holy cup of wine dining the finer mind
- Yesss the greatest rhymer
- What’s you know about me, slimers
- This Kalli
- And I’m ghost
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