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Off the top confirm the drop da fuck you tellin me He want beef now he a vegetable like celery You like the celebrity Im more Celebi Mythic modes and methods I maneuver like Im sellin Ps This that Loos and Sool Wait you confusing me Talkin to myself but we been twinin like theres two of me Ever since I caught her eye had her heart set on me Love dont cost a ting Its free Im cappin bitch come pay this fee Cus everything cost time and time is money G Head up to the sky through rain snow hail or Sunny D Keep the pressure on em I cant let em get to comfortable Im such a problem they dont notice Someone let em know Incineroar Bed or floor She been a whore Young and dumb and full of somn other than weed and rum Im on the road Im on the run Tre tre round the sun Im crystalline Im getting mine Dont cry just get it done Pisces 1 and 2 shit Red and blue fish For my gang code and crew shit Dr Seuss shit They dont never really see it scratchin at the surface But when ya feel it in ya heartbeat thats your purpose Mr Edgar Allen pour me up I speak in cursive Its the ism Its the virus Its the curses You cant hack on IOS its too immersive I dont prey for them I prey on them cus they deserve it Pull up pull up pull up Like its urgent They hurt the herd we heard it Im bout to reach a verdict Im no deity my nigga I am just a person But I got piety Da G O D in me is perfect Murasaki like Motoko Im the major License to kill and I cannot do you no favors Im like a printer I do not work without the paper I just stretch her I dont stress her I dont chase her All these rings up on my hand Im Domon Kasshu Maybe Kisame in this cloud of blood I mosh through But Im Buex Menshi with the tendencies Lechaye with the remedies My face the Golden Fleece cus Im Lord Thiesz You know my pedigree Swank like Lady V I might just afro punk the metal scene But this tiger shark so we gon catfish on a meta screen On freq Fuck it let it breathe She Oddish with the roots On Vileplume I might just plant a seed Pisces 1 and 2 shit Red and blue fish For my gang code and crew shit Dr Seuss shit They dont never really see it scratchin at the surface But when ya feel it in ya heartbeat that's your purpose Mr Edgar Allen pour me up I speak in cursive Its the ism Its the virus Its the curses You cant hack on IOS its too immersive I dont prey for them I prey on them cus they deserve it
Writer(s): William Lauderdale Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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