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(Damjonboi) You can get an average view, won't play the nosebleeds Or Spike Lee and do the right thing and grab a flow seat CEO, the GM, you can't coach me Every time I'm out I got a pipe like a dope fiend Tell a bitch my heart don't work, pass a defibrillator Whole team move the bag around, we facilitators Shit, I'm chilly mode like I'm in the refrigerator You ain't really plugged, you in the middle like an instigator Shit, boy, you couldn't copy this with a printer machine Feeling like Houdini, make you poof when the trigger release Throw that Glock away, you don't look like no killer to me Throw that Wock' away, you don't look like no sipper to me Pull up in that Phantom, chop singing like the opera Dude playing two-faced games, he must be from Gotham Damn near with a thousand shots, you better play it like [?] Hollows hotter than the sun, give him heat like I'm Dragić You took an Xbox deal, shit, my life did a 180 Sit back, roll, spark up and let the blunt take me Yeah, struggle stories but yo baby, he been up lately (Grab a classic credit, Justin Gaethje, I go punch crazy) All them PUA ballers? They been out of luck lately I don't what's wrong with me, haven't gave a fuck lately Love mixed with the hate, don't know what's what lately Letras de cancionesDawg been fouled out, all them times he pump faking Got chicken, Raising Cane's Hell-raiser, flaming eighths I ain't have a thang on my plate, now I'm saying grace I'm forever one up like the ace of spades Helmut Lang cape, pape'd up, finna save the day Real life legwork so it's taking me longer Smallminded, you would take it, I'm shaking the offer Trip different nowadays, no, we ain't taking embossers Feel like Doctor [?] in the streets done created a monsters Hop up out that van masked up, stranger danger Drop it in my pop, put it in my 'Wood, I'm facing [?] In the Jeep, it's yo genes but we both playing Wranglers Think my 14 tapped, finna go and play the pager Bamboozled, Lollapalooza, Rolling Loud All this jewelry looking like an Egyptian, I'm the golden child Like, shit, that's how the motor sound I was him when I was younger, only thing, I'm older now Shit, he was short, now he six foot Shit, you know I'm hard to catch like a Bigfoot Lil' bro a robber, act good or get yo shit took Professor trophy, this a Rollie, how yo wrist look? I can tell you broke, you don't need a diagnostic Sick he played with us, we done put him right in Swanson I can't even say it, mind ill like I'm Hopsin Made a eight quadruple, thirty-two, Magic Johnson ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia From Letras Mania