Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends
No one can hear me yelp, hear me hating on myself
My shirt, purple label my shirt
My n*** i can give your homies one word
Two emcee wannabes, but one can actually spit something,
I just load up and start dumpin' on enemies; i'm head hunting
Its been a fun day but when one day can become lame
Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame
They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty
I can work on anything so no one can beat me!
Cause my thing something vicious
No one can fucking touch us
A roadrunner can live only one way [x2]
But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
Guess what i can bull too even though i've even rider one
If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none
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