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I rock the crest with the tartan print
I’m better than these rappers by a large percent
Black owned Businesses Im in charge of it
My target I’m roughly 200 yards from it
hit em with the marksmanship
50 cal rounds go through his cartilage
I swung steel on the armor of Spartacus
sand on the colosseum is scarlet tint
I’m Not the one to spar against
You couldn’t guard the 6
Dr J with the Philly Jersey and stars in it
Incarcerated scars I’m Tony Starks with the Clark’s n shit
Hockey mask on while I’m throwin darts dipped in arsenic
I got cheese like I’m the top of some chicken parm n shrimp
Sippin somethin dark in a leather chair my cigar is lit
You niggas students while I’m the master the Wallace Fard of this
If rap was a smell You niggas garbage scent
Turn ya favorite artists into carcasses
If I can’t get respect Imma take the respect
If these rappers wanna flex take the chain from they neck
I ain’t makin’ any promises I’m makin’ a threat
Who the illest in the game man Im takin the bet
If I can’t get respect Imma take the respect
If these rappers wanna flex take the chain from they neck
I ain’t makin’ any promises I’m makin’ a threat
Who the illest in the game man Im takin the bet
Billie:
I do it proper.
Smoking weed like a rasta.
Halloween put the mask on my face,
I’m a robber.
My niggas a rob ya.
Ride in vans wit the choppers.
He ran out his vans when we popped up.
Sitting at Starbucks with my laptop open getting my stocks up.
Only so long they can pretend them niggas not us.
The flow burning your chest like grey goose vodka.
Put blood on your white jacket just like a doctor.
A nigga use to sit and wonder.
Now Dave God make you hear thunder for like twelve summers.
Timbs with the Ralph Lauren Lumber.
Bitch wanna slumber.
Watch what she do with a cucumber.
Hear your bars,
You ain’t got no heart on it.
Detroit Lions hat,
Stitch Billie Hart on it.
I hope niggas ain’t having a issue.
Under the Hill piston I got a pistol.
If I can’t get respect Imma take the respect
If these rappers wanna flex take the chain from they neck
I ain’t makin’ any promises I’m makin’ a threat
Who the illest in the game man Im takin the bet
If I can’t get respect Imma take the respect
If these rappers wanna flex take the chain from they neck
I ain’t makin’ any promises I’m makin’ a threat
Who the illest in the game man Im takin the bet
L.A.Z:
we flyer than crews we like the fuselage
I guess I’m really him, ride the stairway to heaven touching the hems of a lesser god
Hezekiah I’ll hit ya spirit like The reverend lawd
Jamming I got my weapon on
16 more rounds going on like joe Louis brawls
Never ending mr bux once a pen is drawn
Rembrandt the hot flow ball not matzo this lamelo and lonzo
pull from long range twisting up like it’s pop smoke
The drill is real once you tapping in with the really
spin am like it’s haymakers at Mayweather millies
Resurrection this makaveli but boom bap
Lieutenants hit the booth give em heat To recruit cats
Come with me walk the path by the bootstraps
Hit the track and I run laps
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90 Day Malaysian Visa
02:31
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All about the money
Ralph Lauren rugby my house is in a foreign country
Gorgeous n lovely my pond fulla orange roughy
It's sorta comfy
It came from a source of money
I put in more work I was mandated
Not stagnated my chain Jacob handmade it
I'm on one go through diamonds like home run
Tapped ya girl and not a phone rung
Uh
I'm blowin' green in the sweetest climate
Elitist diet imma king like Leonidus
In my Beema
Sativa be the choice of reefer
You can't wait to hear my voice inside the speakers
Im on the court not the bleachers
Wine corks and cohibas
Our blessings from Jesus
You can't beat us
Big chains over beaters Grant Hill Fila's
Waves in the Caesar
90 Day Malaysian Vi$a
Break the tree n blaze the Chiba wit a Blasian diva
Bitch I got portraits like a ancient leader
Bring Bread to the table but I'm not a waiter
My jays made of croc and gator
I'm watchin' the Lakers
What I do is not a favor its considered flavor
Bulls starter with the bred 4s from 2012
Shower posse many shells
The semi is held
My breathe got the Henny smell many fell
We on y’all heads
We on y’all
Heads
We on y’all heads
I’m the best ever
Michael Jackson with the black and red leather
Thrillin’
Niggas mad cuz I’m winnin’
Hit the bank a make a killin’
I’m in the villa with a steak grillin’
Nigga the real estate expensive
Dinner dates to get away from business
Asian dishes
Ginsu
Nigga every line suspenseful
I paid for the meal she kissed my dimple
We left the temple
I read the time off my presidential
I rise against you
You guys not a prob or a issue
Rise the pistol
And Send you to the god Vishnu
Ya mom cried wit the tissue
Ya pops miss you
You on the other side and Allah with you
My mental is sinful
Nigga
I put the fear of God in you
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Portuguese
01:44
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Ayo I spoke Portuguese to impress
The gold chains swing from the neck
I love the fleur-de-lis in the crest
I’m clean as some Zest
The 40 cal squeeze at ya chest
I walk off while real slow while you bleed to ya death
Cannibal rap when I eat through ya flesh
Compete with the vet
I rock the white cement threes with geese in the vest
We came in on them yachts
But we leave in them jets
It’s cheese to collect
Y’all rappers I don’t even respect
I got ya baby moms needin' the sex
My penis erect
Like J Dilla lighworks I’ll beat in a sec
Speak to the press
The Polo slacks pleated and pressed
Bitch I’m fly you a egg that ain’t leavin the nest
I praise the God that made Egypt a mess
The same God that helped Moses split the seas and just left
The penalty for treason is death
Quran school read from the text
Ivy Leagues intrigued and impressed by fly rhymes I speak and project
Versus me I get the W like Genius and Deck
You rappers weak and in need of some reps
And y’all bitin like some vampire teeth in the neck
Go for the Belly like Keisha and X
I Got drive like a pedal underneath some feet in the Lex
You woulda thought I was a seed how I cling to the breast
Ayo I spoke Portuguese to impress
The Gold chains swing from the neck
I love the fleur-de-lis in the crest
I’m Clean as some Zest
The 40 cal squeeze at ya chest
I walk off while real slow while you bleed to ya death
Ayo I spoke Portuguese to impress
The Gold chains swing from the neck
I love the fleur-de-lis in the crest
I’m Clean as some Zest
The 40 cal squeeze at ya chest
I walk off while real slow while you bleed to ya death
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Yo
I Pull the pin from fragment grenade
Rockin Fragments while I nap in the shade
The Jordan 5s black metallic and suede
I drop heat like when Shaq was with Wade
The Nike Air on the back of the Jays
Black cements with the elephant print
I’m steppin in it
I’m Michigan dunks You grade school size 7 and 6
Been doin this before Travis had a SB
Cactus Jacks especially
Before Ice Cream had a Question G
Had the Gold Rail SBs in the gold box
The all white laces no holes in the toe box
The big orange swoosh on my Independent Blazers
Freshwater waves they was spinnin in the taper
Traded PS3 Blazers for Olympic 7s
Magic vs Bird In them Converse Weapons
Nike SB Skunk Dunks that's possession
In them bred patent leather Jordan levens
Freshwater waves they was spinnin in the taper
Traded PS3 Blazers for Olympic 7s
Magic vs Bird In them Converse Weapons
Nike SB Skunk Dunks that's possession
In them bred patent leather Jordan levens
In them bred patent leather Jordan levens
In them bred patent leather Jordan levens
SAAD:
I had a dream I could buy my way to heaven
when I woke, the plug done hit me up with Bred 11 (Wake up)
I used to stare at screens wanting kicks in my possession
fixed my profession just to keep fueling my obsession, huh (I want all)
I be the one with midst touch
higher than higher ups
in the cut
since like 09 in my twin dunks (clutch)
I’m comin clutch like Jordan back 89 (clutch)
and maximize getting mine in them grape five’s
I been at it way back when
since tilted hat brims,
aviators shades and some black Tens
see that statement t was In past tense
now its across the globe, break the mold in satins (you ain’t got these)
but try harder, tread water, run faster (what)
bo knows best, and he didn’t need a masters (what)
bo knows best, and he didn’t need an answer (what)
bo knows less, about this life that I captured (pshh)
I’m coming at it like a raging bull
that’s why I do
what I do,
with the crew
cuz I’m paid In full
against the grain and I break the rules
on my way to the top use these niggas as my stepping stool (watch out)
I’m about to call it like a nigga rollin 7
crossin you up in them Reebok questions
it’s gettin hot but I don’t even feel the tension
in them bred patent leather Jordan 11s
in them bred patent leather Jordan 11s
in them bred patent leather Jordan 11s
in them bred patent leather Jordan 11s
in them bred patent leather Jordan 11s
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Splash Paintings
02:11
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Uh
I Still rock Lo like a Decepticon
You can’t compare Beta fish to a Megeladon
You a leprechaun
You read my mind I’m not impressed by ya set of rhymes
I’m ahead of my time
I feel inspired to rap
The Messiah was black I had to dig into the Bible for facts
Identify us by our tribal tats and piles of raps
Fire gats at the rival cats survival from a vial of crack
The 80s
Hairstyles wavy
Its still fuck you pay me we do this shit like Rich Alpo and Azie
I brought a whole new meaning to pony down
Them niggas phony’s and clowns I walk the holy ground
Bestow me the crown
The fly macaroni in town
I’ll go to heaven and give Kobe a pound
Ow
I don’t need validation just cash in the savings
Splash paintings
Money bags in the palace awaiting
In the mirror wit my brush tryna master the waving
Pack my bags and lay my back on the sands in the caymans
Uh
Polo Crest on my bucket hats
Encrusted patch
Semi dumpin’ raps like bullets dump from mac’s ya stomach clapped
Enough of that
Percussion slap
Wack shit I’m cuttin' back
Pockets like the same weight the Klumps was at
So Let my testicles hang
In the game I got a reputable name
I got coin like register change
Cock the metal and aim
Cleanliness is next to godliness you devils with fangs
In the darkest nights I light it up with thoughts that exit the brain
Presented the flame
Jake Shuttlesworth respected the game
Perfected And trained
My method was gained
Connected the slang
From Jay and Dame I accepted the chain
Mane
I don’t need validation just cash in the savings
Splash paintings
Money bags in the palace awaiting
In the mirror wit my brush tryna master the waving
Pack my bags and lay my back on the sands in the Caymans
I don’t need validation just cash in the savings
Splash paintings
Money bags in the palace awaiting
In the mirror wit my brush tryna master the waving
Pack my bags and lay my back on the sands in the Caymans
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Ayo I’m clean like washing machine
I Hop in the Beem
My niggas only smoke the most exotic of green
Sit back and puff blunts til they get chronic fatigue
The polo player on top of the steed a sign of prestige
These niggas think they ball like us they not in the league
The 04 champ like Wallace Rasheed
The Wallets with green
We eat these wavy rappers like piranhas with greed
And see they bodies floating face down inside of the seas
My squad is marines
Ya whole team you gotta bereave
We squeeze triggers like lemon juice inside of some teas
I make ya baby moms drop to the knees
Unzip the zipper say ahhh then proceed
I’m Fly like the olive 9s or Mocha chocolate in threes
Ayo these rappers bite my lines like fish inside of the seas
The snub nose blow you niggas like snot when it’s green
The Gods and the Kings
Accompanied by Goddess’ Queens
We rockin thobes and abayas like Islamic regimes
I like paper with the pyramid and eye with the gleam
Like Dr King rappers died with the dream
Police arrived to the scene
They said a Semi hit his top it was clean
Tha Essence:
Pop quiz for wiz kids who think they topping Ess
With a cheat sheet you wouldn’t pass I’m not the one to test
At the crib with this thick chick
She la di da di on my Slick Rick then I beat the box like Doug E Fresh
She saying that I’m thirsty maybe/
Only if you don’t drink pop and keep that pussy on essentia baby/
Petty hate could never faze me
Cus ya boy feeling so amazing off the flows created I be going crazy
passive and melo i still dance with the devil in the pale moonlight Wit my hand on the metal
For i pass off the weapon Ima blast him to heaven one shot up top tell God i said hello
My plugs don’t talk they get the drugs off
Cell phone got bugs on em
Hear a cricket when they sprint just to duck law
I’m somewhere ducked off
Yall prayed to get some rain in a drought Im bout flood y’all
Im veteran, you cadet in this you don’t want war
All it take is one phone call and you disposed of/
Me the in crowd don’t blend together
Cus I been an OutKast forever forever ever forever ever
5'4:
Watever happened to the love dawg this shit is awkward/
You niggas stressin’ over bitches you need a heart to heart wit’/
I’m drinkin’ Guava Smoothie wit’ my feet up in the garden/
Havin’ business discussions chillin’ while the money’s piling/
I see em lying thru they teeth wit’out a reason to floss/
I’m in the bottom of my bag been added the sauce/
Put a nigga in his place ain’t no gettin involved/
I’m known to flip the kill switch like the energy's off/
Money is the fragrance & these hoes love the smell of it/
Washed up rappers lookin’ like a load of delicates/
Miseducated I’m a teach em proper etiquette/
Got em screamin’ uncle you’ll think we distant relatives/
Harder than strict fathers the shit is clearly apparent/
Bleu cheese on the wings sippin’ red wine from Paris/
Caught me red handed while gettin’ head on the terrace/
Now she takin’ both cars & the crib after the marriage/
Dikembe in his prime when I’m back on the block/
Nigga makin’ tough decisions off shit I’m a cop/
Fast livin’ wit’ my niggas racin’ straight off the lot/
As we get this shit poppin’ like Jack-In-The-Box/
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Candy Kane
03:00
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I’m cold you can’t overlook me
Lo cookie
Spent a couple loaves for the hoodie
Dollar bills I get in touch with dont switch up the subject
Polo bear stitched in the bucket Niggas frontin sick to they stomach Hit em in public
Dip to the Dominican Republic
Women love the drip that I come wit
Skip the discussion
Don’t love it if it isn’t a hundred
Gripping a hundred I’m tryna stack my chips in abundance
Abundance of peace
Polo jackets stuffed with the geese
A dozen receipts
Coppin whips it wasn’t a lease
The flesh of these lil rappers get stuck in the teeth
The crest with the wreath
Fresh from my head to the feet
She measure the meat
Ear drums impressed with the speech
Collecting the fee
The money in the checkings increase Like Jews with the bag
Coppin shoes new with the tags
Accrueing the cash
A few niggas chewing the swag
Uh
My fit drip like candy rain
The p wing on my shirt color candy cane
I’m tryna add a couple billion to my family name
Put some flowers near my granny grave
Uh
Im the truest I don’t know how you gone view this
But I’m sick off the top like Dilla with the lupus (forgive me)
For ya loss I got five on it this shit is Luniz
Spit the juices til you get influenced
Whip the students that’s against the schoolin’
Rick Ruben with the slick producin’
Expensive suitin’
Trips to Peru n
Glimpse the foolin’ women choosin’
Introducin’
The most flyest
Fly like a toad diet
Co pilot
You not fly no mileage
Uh
Air Jordan 12s with the gold eyelids
When i move use the code of silence
Thank God for being so reliant
When niggas was lying And stopped providing they alliance
Playin quiet
I still won like any team against the lions
Bottles pop like chicken fryin
Skin is shinnin’
Brothers rap like Vishis n Ryan how niggas denying ?
I need my money length of a giant I got the dope just pick up the clients
My rap channels niggas quick to subscribe it
Uh
My fit drip like candy rain
The p wing on my shirt color candy cane
I’m tryna add a couple billion to my family name
And
Put some flowers near my granny grave
Uh
My fit drip like candy rain
The p wing on my shirt color candy cane
I’m tryna add a couple billion to my family name
And
Put some flowers near my granny grave
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