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[Verse 1: Lil
Man all you niggas drive me crazy
me sick to my stomach, I feel nauseated
All you haters on hands and jump off a
I could still taste her pussy,
Backpack of artillery
1 milo
These niggas actin lil bitches
I dont this shit, I could scribble it
Took her clothes, back and exhibit it
Then tear her ass up like a puppet
The end of the is at walking distance
Have to get blood off my hands at the faucet drippin
In yo face like a airbag in a car
My man so consistent
Im rich, tryin not to make poor decisions
I do I plan it out like a solar system
Nigga if you come here you gon slip and a victim to me
Yo sister makin pictures to me
Then she shoot to my house, I screwed over in a bed
I shoot off in her mouth then she get the uh
Skatin on em like Im Lil
And the weed so I can feel veins
Bite it down, take a picture, now afraid
The drugs got me so numb I cant ashamed
And my girl at home with the mood
Girl I gotta make a few runs like
Wish I had a penny for my for some loose change
Hungry niggas going at yo for that food chain
Drop some pills make me sleepy
creep me in they TP
I hope that pussy like kiwi
Hope its nicer than Tahiti, hopin I could get a
Leavin a nigga body floatin a mouth full of seaweed
With somebody weird backpack, E.T.
give me the heebeegeebees
I hope theyll disappear, where the fuck is
I got on my side, you got niggas on yo back
yell timber, money grow on trees
Money over queens, fuck you me
I sit back the breeze, hoes prettier than please
I dont really do shit but sit back and call the
She poured out her heart, I had it on the
Red on yo head, thats a cherry on top
You dont wanna keep cool, I know niggas thatll die uh
I danced with the devil in my
When I up I still hear the same song
Make me wanna blow a brains out
Flow on a nigga, Im to brainstorm
Lil nigga Ill take yo main ho, make her call her homegirl, em share the same dick
Its that Dedication 5, I just hope Ill be alive to see a Dedication 6
Lil

[Verse 2:
Ayo its levels to shit, levels to this shit
Been doing MIA since Levels was the
And know Im on another level with this shit
Im pedaling the 6, metal when it hit
All I need is a and a ditch
You done dig me a hole then you show me it is
Run in his and show me where the kids
Put one in his dome he going in his fridge
Thats me, ill
Black AP, go trip nigga
jeans, great T, OTs nigga
Backstreet, go for 10 nigga
quiet, beef with D5
Im in the streets like Kings rights
opposed their lead tight
On that old bullshit, P
They scream and seize
My like Godfather meets Wire
Ive fallen in the
Rollin 3 6s, on trips
Shots whistled like a cuddle its lip
Im tryin to go ballistic, shadow in the
the Barney Rubble in the whip
Made to kick rocks, bull haze ziplocks uh