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You boutta start teething, if I cut your mouth open then you’ll start screaming

And when it comes to body count yo mama on my PP

And when it comes to body count my Ruger saying “feed me”

We ain’t misleading, you just don’t see what we see, like Cena on the beat and I’m beating

You, you’re finished, and you can’t get a second opinion, cause this is my dominion

That’s actually a common sign of having the sickness that makes people nitwits

Maybe you should go to the clinic and see a physician for your condition

Might need a neural transmission, you know I’m despicable, and yo ass just a Minion

Defeat those fellows, in a world full of piss, we stand out, better get the Jello

Causе y’all may be standing in a sea of yellow, but wе’re the ones getting the gold medals

I saw a river, you must be hidden below, cause ain’t nobody hearing your bellow

They said they’d win, but we told em hell no, also, your mom says hello

Blastin’ em, it’s a casualty, battery is the strategy cause they lack our capacity

We have cool names like Derrick, you have gay ones like Mallory

Blasphemy when you put words in my mouth, so my real name is Your Majesty

Need mechanical engineers for my factories, how much time do we have to breathe

They knew it’s peak, I’m like a landscaper cause I’m unspooling deep, why ESK under scrutiny

I took the opportunity to gain immunity, you know I paid it forward to the community

I be deliverin’ like Uber Eats, tryna get a good outcome, cause I do believe

That both you and me are truly kings, so join us and we’ll move with ease

We’re above so we floatin,’ me and yo mama bonin,’ the opps getting no wins

You know I be rollin,’ I’m at the lion encolosure, throw in everyone who’s opposin’

Me, like Daniel, they asking me to apologize, only difference is that I’ve done no sin

They better zone in, where does outside start and home end? It’s closin’

In on us, but I’m ahead like cabbage, because I have the advantage and I’m doing damage

You know I managed, and I’m not tap usin’ em cause I ain’t on some tramp shit

Boutta ravage, I got the package, I insert the meat in your mom’s buns like a sandwich

So get in the van then, cause it’s my lane, they marveling like Stan did

And they won’t find you on the map, that’s an honest fact, wash em like a laundromat

Why they whitewashin’ Compton, I’m not fond of that, only thing I’m whitewashin’ is yo mama’s ass

But I know y’all actually want a man, cause you claim that you got the strap

Cause you really wanna cock it back, cause you really want a cock in fact

Torn apart, living through a horror plot, spiraling like Steve, you’re a mortal, dawg

Cause this bro’s gonna Warn ya like a former god, or celebrity who’s now working a normal job

At the corner shop, by the way yo mama said my jizz is like the morning fog

The gourmet sauce, I go to school and I’m not on some boarding slop