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"Fuck It"

Ha ha

Stop man with me 'fore I kill these niggas
Paraplegic, don't feel these niggas
They say they got that Heidi Klum
I wish I could seal these niggas
Tables full of models, my buzz is colossal
My watch face sayin Rollie

Your watch face – a fossil
Chicago, you know I got this
Ain't nobody fuckin with me
Ain't nobody flowin this real
I'm shippin off of this Henny
You hit on the one and I'm bumpin like Penny
On point, I'm needle mind
Bitch I shatter that glass jar
Flow magic, it's diesel time

My kicks crazy, that's FIFA
I'm smoking that reefa
Your pockets got them bunny ears
You runnin round like it's easter

Bitch I'm the illest, I'm sippin on Guinness
I'm in this relentless, boom!
Deep the beat up, Timbaland, Missy Magoo

BCC that coalition, that's yo ass, no calling Clinton
Pause, semi-colon
I wish it would, I'm hopin my chute is so fucking open
If I assist like Rondo
Triple double and one, 4 hoes in my condo

Run it back like OJ
Get away in that Branco
Stomp you out in them 13's
My blue J's Toronto
My crew full of them Afrcans
They ain't from the Congo
Nigerians, I'm serious
They eat the beef with a combo

Hit em in the head with the flow
Hit it with a word hack charge I'm duggin
Fuck it, semi-automatic
And I ride down the beat like I ride down the street with that motherfucker bustin
Who said paper can't beat these niggas?
Bath salt flow, I eat these niggas
Narcoleptic, I sleep these niggas
In a cobra car is where I keep these niggas

Umm, hold up watch me get it
She a 33D, that's that Scotty Pippen
In that new Italian, I was in that Rrari deepin
And if you home alone girl, let my colleague hit it
Rihanna, Tiana Taylor
Come over, do me a favor
Wake up and piss off the neighbors
Don't give me no alternative
My mom, some men often hate it
And viewed in society
Cause I got the city angels, get your bitch that anxiety

Shorty's tryin by her books, me I'm tryina book a show
Made that money, keep the sneak
Let it shallow when it go
I'm smoking that Caddy kush, so my weed indigo
She choking like a motherfucker
I gots lower Winslow

Uh yea
Uh yea
Coalition motherfucker, what up?
West side murda, what up?
Chicago leans Jo
Bass is sayin
Kim Jong Ill
What up Ferg?
Ole I see you
Make Ds all day up in this motherfucker

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