All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim
You bitch ass niggas know my name, i'm in that bentley fire flame
Hangin out pickin up game, sippin cheap liquor
Like the #flicker #walk #a #flock #of you, keep that #flame sicker,
Why do you call me names that are lame
Never let the game play youand for the fame
The .45 for you niggas with nine lives
Damn! you so lame, should i really waste my rhymes?
If its not couture, i will not go to her
Now, i'm speaking right to you lil' naughty raper
I get all the fame but you just plain lame
But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game
While you were sittin being lame,
I say i’m wrong, you say come again
Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game
If you hatin on me, you obviously a lame
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