The outline which you n****s out dated
Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit
All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play
When there's only two spots and it's your birthday.
Rolling in more green than a hole in one
40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',
Ay yo you wonder who i are
Bad, just like an 80's car
Leasin' a vehicle quick enough to see people that don't even exist yet
That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get
It´s the battle of life
And when i start to rise
Chain, and not two, unlike that fat guy without a brain but a birthday crew.
You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you
S on my chest like a superman vest
I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent
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