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LITTLE GIFT FOR NOT RELEASING IN APRIL!


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LYRICS:

I created an asshole, Dickhead of Detroit
But my dick international, enough with the bad jokes
My nigga its Nasaan bitch quit calling me “Nassan”
Balls two of a kind might unbuckle and flash both
Skinny ole me with double blondies
Double the D’s, eat the meat
Party of 3
Party at 3, part of me dying to parting this scene
This shits boring, clip Michael jordans, 2 23’s
Trick up my sleeve, grabbing her cheeks ease with these features
You Like paint? Your face great for Mon’ Lisa’s
No saint I roll dank with your preacher
And rob banks with Rob Banks and John Cena
Lucifers henchman, Satanic mission
Paul told me to join , We do 666 shit
Me? fuck on ya big sis? That’s so ridiculous
Just coincidence her lipstick on my dick tip
Wait wait I’m honest, wouldn’t lie to you Judah
‘Kay maybe she mooned me like a couple of boobs Anddd she maybe blew me like a orchestra tuba
Hold on this my dad, Nigga calling from cuba
Fuck my mood up
Flush em, suit up
Chew up a rap nigga, Chump a crew in my chucks
My shape isnt in tip top?
Then who saving hip hop?

Ybn Cordae?

Bitch you sound stupid as fuck
Why you rooting that up?
Cause Em and Dre boosting it up?
Happy for him to say the least, but niggas doing too much
Screwing shit up, Like I won’t put that crew on a crutch
Fuck these new school niggas, I enroll I’m shooting shit up
I Get discredit cause my lineage
Fuck all that golden child, and pity shit
More proud than Penny is
West side where niggas bang more tribe than indians
Red dots on niggas like Japanese flag symbolist
Now I wake up to Dominicans
Asking “what were going to do today?”
Like im Ferb and they Phineas
Swerving out the dealership
Working my percentages
Came from 44’s, 40 ounces, Carti’s and Timberlands Been on some different shit
Different sticks and different envisioning
These different Benjamins
britches thick as a business syllabus
Gotta different sentiment
Swallow me, harder than that cinnamon
Army full of bitches and im the Marshall
Start calling me Eminem
Him and him, Cut em up stitch em up
Im Talking hemming em
Blending in
Cant see me men to men like I’m a Enderman
took my nigga Xxxtentacion
But left us Zimmerman
If I catch him he get, “drum roll please”
Vigilance Kept me innocent
When I was in to shit
Was spending bins, Before the Benjamins
from label middle men
Before the LSD, and DMT, Mollies and Ritalin
Before you mention me in anything thing
Make sure your-

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