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Fine diamonds and ninjas Attention I'm Tryna teach y'all A lesson I'm in the new club With my weapon Feelin frogish Just leap son peep Praying mantis Style on the creep With my grasshoppers and crickets Up in the streets Tryna pop some peacock feathers Aye But only if they giving up some cheddar Aye Or else I got my baretta I'm gettin that purse Bitch Bet I won't Give a shit about my record Cuz no I don't You just finna let that shit play Out Get it like the gout How you live it? without a doubt I be taking names Removing lames up out they paper route And they be hating now Look at this biddy just standing On the avenue Show me what's hapnin Wanna see asses shakin Till bones start crackin Make the pussy start rappin like Thank gawd I'm freed from that cage This ol nasty ass heifer Of the stank ho persuasion I'm Swayze Trading paint Skippin thru lanes Thought u knew On gold shoes is how we move thangs Rude boy you get bruised When we abuse Brutally This game ain't Nathan new to me Who will be the next to have me Spittin they eulogy While they useless toothless Less soul than a shoe Is that my issue? No May I continue? Go What am I into? Dough We dump and then? Reload We in the wind fa show Blending in mid daylight Delay ya train if I go insane And split yo brain Cuz I'm thirsty Bout to straight put in work mane Quick to break a nigga off If he ain't show respect Cut em like a check Or tell him run it with the Tek At his neck punk Shoulda known I come with the funk Kamikaze with the shotty Shooting holes up in yo body Triple beam me up Scotty Tell me what it weigh It's going up my nose fo rilla My nigga but anyway See these hating niggas with they mug on tight Ignite on sight I'm sippin right My rivals wanna bite These niggas wanna flex But they ain't heard the word Triple dribble on that ass and leave em lying on the curb Walkin out the sto with a case of st ides Left the cashiers blindfolded hog tied Can I keep on spittin killin on these 1s and 2s But you niggas do not know me Dare I say you have no clue Aye i'ma wrap this up and take it to go like a fat bitch ya feel me?

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from The Blacc Ski Weekend Market, released September 13, 2013

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