My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey
Youngin but i know an og from a copy.
Way before i knew addition had the new edition copy,
So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party
Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine
All of you copy and paste lines to pass the time,
Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit
You beat me that shits unimaginable, fake shit, you copy paste shit
Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune
Rappin pissed is just the shit, bastards copy often
They either compliment me but speaking a rampage some copy me
Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city
Ya'll some copy paste rappers i'm the real deal like
Get into, get intolet it ride, tonight's the night
Flowerbomb, let me guess your favorite fragrance
Copy write my name, didn't even put citations
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