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I done did sh** that celebrities do
Got shooters at doors , windows , snipers on roof
When I'm sippen lean, its 5% juice
Christian by loub red , them margiellas blue
Baghdad bink skate god let them choppas loose
f** i gotta do , bandana majin boo
Labels watch me locked in booth like I'm up in the zoo
Why these b**hes cut they hair and think they look cute ?
How many n***as you gonna recruit til i hop in the booth and you give em the boot
I'm from the streets where they bumping young moose , n***as robbin and trappin and eat chinese food
Post on the steps police watch every move , follow the rules thats some sh** you refuse
They iced out wit j**els block is hot but you cool , how this sh** purp but you got mountain dew
Im a teen titan i tighten up the tool , submarine vikings body in the sewer
I should've could've would've went gold when i was four , let us rejoice and bow down to the lord
I feel like tom ford every time i record , don't hit me for feats if you cannot afford
Ill make a hunnet bands or more on first tour , underground legend i came from the floor
All these weak a** f**ing rappers be hollerin , writing bullsh** while a n***a free styling
Hit a little jigg , double dab and I'm whylin , shorty gave me head heres a daquery mama
One time i hit lick for some japanese dollars , member we vibin up in the blue impala
One time i hit lick & only finessed for two toddlers , listen to baghdad now tell me who who hotter ?
How many n***as you gonna recruit til they do some dumb sh** and you realize they flute ?
Put ya mind to it and do what it do , f** up ya trick blame it all on ya shoes
Fin leave the hood take the hood on a cruise , you in the jacuzz but its no rendezvous
Ride on the wood so i stay wit the tools , hop in the booth and you give em the boot
( based hook ) *counts money* " f** the rap game.........swag...."