ayo im droppin cuz i got shyt to do...
Uz strictly a netcee, n im grillin-geeks
I’ll blow ya “brain” on ya sidewalk so ya “thinking streets”
Im a yung boal, dawg $ixX is only sixteen
Im getting more green den spearmint Listerine
u aint seent skill on the same level as mine
Don’t even say dat u nice, I can tell dat u liein
I keep da 9 fully loaded, n I aint playin wit blank rounds
N jus cuz u say that u “on fire” u thinking u “Bank$” now?
U actin like u skippin chords, u aint testing a g
But I stay on them chips n beef like Mexicanz be
Chea I stay equipped wit dem beams on threes
Ma raps will open up ya eyes like da beans from trees (coffee beans)
Im pullin 9’s from ma sleeves like cards, its magic
nobody hearin ya shyt, it like u speakin static
but im fuckin up brain! like a cocaine addict.. WHOA!!

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