600 hundred some followers

They still tryna endorse me

Maybe it’s cause I proclaim boss

Or maybe it’s cause I’m gorgeous

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I’m the king of everything

These lil niggas tourists

Every flower fuckin bloomin

Bitch I am no florist

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Got yo speakas

Bump bump bumpin

Scary niggas

Jump jump jumpin

Day by night

I’m up to something

Night by day

I’m in tune

Drumming

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Masterpieces

I do publish

Prefer my demons

Discuss ( with )

ATM gon spit the cash

Deeay not gon trust it

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I could never bust quick

If she a queen I bust in

Often I be lusting

Been sayin I can’t love bitch

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Really I’m avoiding

Any cause of self destruction

In the pussy

I be joyous

Especially

When it do got suction

I got the fucking invite

But did not show up to function

Combustion

Burn burning

Surroundings

I’m earning

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Me and married woman flirting

My car O St be like oops

Didn’t mean to skrt it

I like my females perfect

My female friends

They do glow

Whole lot of skin

She do show

But hold up one minuto

It’s just her blowin my fluteo

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I was running at my pace

Then watched a few tumble

Like blokko

Hit so many fuckin homeruns

Like my bat a three six drop though

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( Wop )

Can’t drop my top

Fuck my opps

And fuck the cops

Chasing foreign

Females

Vehicles

Views

Need a yacht

Size of ship that cruise

Fuck a vacay

I got shit to do

But I might jus head to Cali soon

Smoke cali kush

Under cali moon

I’m up nextus

Head to texas

I call her Y (?)

Cause I don’t have X’s

I cut way back on my Z’s

I’m gon make them

Have to cut more trees

I make bops

En route to the top