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What you, what you -gonna -Turn this light off since you think you

Tom Edison. We cookin' niggas, we different like venison.

I serve you bitches the dick like it's medicine.

Pistols and choppers with drugs in my residence. Switchers on blades make you roll with the elements.

Draco take you out your body like severance. Eat it.

Have you stunned and still don't get the message. Then shoot up a school 'cause nobody will mention him.

High heat is crazy, some people need lettin' in. We got the sedative. Unbelievable.

I am a threat, got these piss niggas panickin'.

You niggas ain't movin' nothin' like mannequins. I'm Triple H with the shovel, I bury 'em.

Get reparations when I'm fuckin' Aryans. All of these hoes with these you niggas scarin' us.

Blue diamond towel, my bitch on the period. Take that shit off of there, A1 serious.

You niggas thirsty for bitches, you sharin'. I can't text you back, I'm too busy for Karens.

I'll bite you right out of that wig that you wearin'.

Stop buggin' me, ho, do I look like your parents?

Your parents, your parents, these niggas go bitch, confused and embarrassed.

I kill as the EDM rap shit, I guess I do that on some Pharrell shit. Baby, you niggas sloppy, you copy, you never got poppy.

You cannot compare with this. I'm a shōgun, my beats are the heritage.

Born in a manger, my instinct was fuckin' rich. I'm entertaining you, dummy, I punish shit. Go.

-Baby girl -Niggas ain't worth their salt, it's fucked up, but it don't hurt that bad. Ayy. You ain't gon' hurt that bad.

Baby girl, you ain't gon' fuck that man. Baby girl, you ain't gon' fuck that man.

Baby girl, you ain't gon' do that bad. Baby girl, you don't really need no man.

What you gon' do -with all that cash? -What you gon' do with all them clicks?

Bitch got a ass that'll hold up bricks. Better get low, high hopes get hit.

I'm reppin' like cuz, I'm fuckin' his bitch. What you gon' do? We don't know you.

Do it old school, beat his ass up and down to his whole shoes.

Fuck his hoe, put her in a song, that's your whole crew. Where the at? This is DTP, that's a Pro Tools.

Be gay, but I play with the pain, never comin'.

We blow through the flick, but your blick ain't do nothin'.

The Glock get that bitch killed in silence so whip faster, catch a McMuffin. Actin' an ass, talkin' shit, you get bunted.

And stuffin' his stuff, know it's hunnid be hunnid.

His bitch, you get smoked while I'm over here plottin'. That bitch playin' games, but I'm not Chapman Hunter.

Niggas ain't worth their salt, it's fucked up, but it don't hurt that bad. Ayy.

You ain't gon' hurt that bad. Baby girl, you ain't gon' fuck that man.

Baby girl, you ain't gon' fuck that man. Baby girl, you ain't gon' do that bad.

Baby girl, you don't really need no man. What you gon' do with all that cash?

What you gon' do with all them clicks? Bitch got a ass that'll hold up bricks.

Better get low, high hopes get hit. I'm reppin' like cuz, I'm fuckin' his bitch.

What you gon' do? We don't know you.

Do it old school, beat his ass up and down to his whole shoes. Fuck his hoe, put her in a song, that's your whole crew.

Where the at? This is DTP, that's a Pro Tools. And go.

What you gonna do?

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