Genius

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Si tu sintieras lo mismo que yo
Get hot like your body's on fire
Now the custom my kind are
And it's embarassing sometimes I know
Bomb trees and bomb bitches, ha ha
You waited three days then decided to call
Ain't friendly, stay to myself for no reason at all
Rhymes like these, leave ya' mind at ease
I got the desert eas', pull it out and squeeze
Nigga we was family I shed blood for y'all
Down to the roots cuz the roots are the trees
On a cloud in the town, that's how we play yo
I'm the queen of rings riches and dough hoe
Iced up in the hood with your soljahs and troops
Mad fucking ass, big cash and Lex Coupes
Just a way to flick my dough
From BK to Beirut we shuttin down groups
I'ma monster, responsible for missing camp counselors
My people die over colors, colors, colors, colors, colors
I don't wanna be the one to blame
I know a kid named Dane, he had mad fame
I'm a monster, responsible for missing camp counsellors
To beats that bang, I hustle my name

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