Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick
No more fumbling with frets, thinking which string to pick
Platinum and gold, you gots to love that
With a string attached in some gifted wrap
Kid, silly syllable wordplay, lyrical verse spray
104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way
It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit
Knit the numeral 6 into your skin with string but slip,
I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor
Youre nothing but a silly little nose picker
Now i know a lotta styles, some see
I'll make y'all proud cause i ain't rappin' silly
Slurr puns for fun, and suffocating silly flows
Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws
Rather sit on the side than pull every string,
Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing
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