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Young master of the mosh pit

Kill you if you opping

Teezy top tier all you niggas is my oppisites

Gas stink like horse shit

Only smoking potent

Teezy twist and tuck it mostly dutchie what I'm rolling

Cops stay patrolling

Harass me when I'm walking down the block to shell for soda

When I was selling dopa

Burt’s beeswax in my pocket and a baby Motorola

Put you on poster

Take you from yo mamma

Need a gangsta grill and a tape wit DJ Drama

Broke in the past but the plan for the future is to fuck up all the commas

I’m smoking on Cosmo sipping on Wanda

That’s gas in the Dutch plus the pink in my cup if you needed a reminder

Bitch throwing ass back so good i might have to a rewind her

Might have to -might have to rewind her

Stacks getting thick like last day papers in ya binder

Bang with the gang we divide then we conquer

Granny smack my head when I’m slouching fix ya posture

Teez big red with some shells I’m a lobster

Mobster

Minded when it come to y’all drama

If it ain’t bout bread why bother

Chibadda

Panera how a young nigga gettin it

Mane I wish dj screw was spinning this

Obama with my penmanship

Ain’t no ain’t no acquitting it

I hate this slur on my sentences

Y’all girl still listening

Tryna get intimate

Views of the Apple layed back while she choking on the cinnamon