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Intro to outro, everyone stand up for the greatest motherfuckin' shit ever

 

You see me n' my pen,

Goin' 1 for 1 while I'm smokin' my brain uninspired

No problem for a 1 on 1 with the D-rap men

Cut guts in two usin' katanas n' the stick I need to feel empowered

Might yell to ma ho, put the game on sale for some euro

 

A high-pitch motherfucker doin' the numbers

You feel me bitch I mean the monopoly's bout my suckers

A pimp, a simp, a dimp's just simplicity to my clique

Now I need a lyrical link-up for the clicks n' statitics

Holster for my oyster pearl thrower n' another's bowser to wealth transistor

See gruesome wordin' is the only maths adapted to my vector, yeah-

Rich n' I ain't die, richer than the common bozo's must

Mastercard got more than half a dollar, my music visa ain't never gon rust

Now it's my tour's turn to take off this itchin' collar,

You's a t-tourist, your r-rappin' not enough to get through my reppin'

Paw Paw it's a cease and desist, this the tough patrol goin' for the killin'

Oh yeah, pegi said too hard so I had to keep it PG

I'm a lil lit in fact type motherfucker to scare the hoes sans-soucis

The JPEG on my I.D is 4K n' you'll never see me without 4 Ks

The cig in my high-vie never mourns the okay of my junior days-

Bigger dan yesterday's boa noite dream treasons

Realer contract says XXX reasons

My baby mama still waitin' for me

Misuse the D-Issue until you crave for an encore me

It's label's percentage so your pockets will be full of money me

America's greatest deal it's motherfuckin' really me

It's a mystery, the ee-ee-ee to the Ms recently been all usual

Polytechnic plant degree I must say it stands for additional

 

Street credibility's the solo promo, the deal been done for a D-Real lyric

Smokin' it out of the zumo bando, trap the yen for me and my dick

It's no cons-shus, no way that dumbass called my shit conscious,

I take no L I tell em shush, fuck grand big tits,

Shoot up sum and high on kush, it's in R.P's liking to show your fists

Shut up bitch see thy motherfuckin' I.Q, bank go mine thus I'm too G

Cash Mournier and his high value, I'm really that guy ain't that shit funny