(Ayo, run it up, Rami)
Waterr, yeah
(Ki, you cooked this?)
I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots
He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket ’cause he got dropped
I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I’m ’bout to pop
These people woke for nothin’, they don’t take no action, only talk
I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots
He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket ’cause he got dropped
I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I’m ’bout to pop
These people woke for nothin’, they don’t take no action, only talk
Steppin’ in my moccasins, but I don’t fuck with snakes
I used to sin, but I won’t mock a sin, I pray for better days
The opps gone, they had to relocate
M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I, they left the Sunshine State
Beef, I jerk the wheel and I buck the Jack Link and I rip ’em
Ayy, bruh, I go ham and I link ’em, ayy, bruh, I go ham, Lincoln
Sassy opps, I leave a tip and I tip a ton, no London Tipton
Fuck that trailer park, I’ll start an earthquake, no survivin’ a visit
You push mongo, I push P’s, you could kiss that chain goodbye
Them boys flaggin’, Rob Dyrdek, I’m speakin’ facts, they fantasize
I see an opp and I put that boy on Hall of Meat, that cracker died
And that ain’t J, don’t throw it up, you broke the code, disqualified
I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots
He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket ’cause he got dropped
I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I’m ’bout to pop
These people woke for nothin’, they don’t take no action, only talk
I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots
He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket ’cause he got dropped
I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I’m ’bout to pop
These people woke for nothin’, they don’t take no action, only talk (Water)
Push P’s and I keep a rod, P-Rod, the switch NAC
Light up on the MAC
Forty on the Cobra
If it’s up and that’s the case, I made him run away from that Yoda
Pushin’ up three deep like Shadow, Tails, and Sonic ’till it’s over
His BM, I done hit too, just know that, his ass cap
Knockin’ off the tap
Water, we ain’t bumpin’ shoulders, big mouth, that boy a rat
I’m violatin’ him in Boca
Water, tipped him over, ayy
I bleed concrete, dreidel she wrote, I’m talkin’ wet cement
The more I rush up the amount, I see them dead presidents
You dissin’ the deceased, I’m tryna lift the whole residence
The premises and every nemesis and no evidence
Third law, air mass as if it’s up, then it’s stuck
Huh, magnitude the opposite direction only thus
Also Dalton’s law of partial, say it’s pressure, I’ma bust
The .40 Glock came with a cock all on the side, who wanna fuck?
And now it’s time to cook
I don’t know why the hell they judgin’, I’m the writer, not the book
They say pride’ll get you killed, so I put Prada on my pupils and I look
I carry choppers under wood
They say I’m misunderstood
I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots
He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket ’cause he got dropped
I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I’m ’bout to pop
These people woke for nothin’, they don’t take no action, only talk
I feel like Dwayne the Rock, Johnson & Johnson shots
He work with troll, I call him pigs in a blanket ’cause he got dropped
I used to look out for them boys, but now they mad I’m ’bout to pop
These people woke for nothin’, they don’t take no action, only talk
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