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[Verse 1: Yung Sloth]
Sorry, infected by the money I've been making
Oh my god, [?] ass niggas, heard they want the smoke
Yeah I'm sorry
My flow is taken straight from an anomaly
[?]

[Verse 2: YoeYami]
Grab the fucking glizzy, put it down his fucking esophagus
He was talking reckless so I had to [?]
Think I'm insane, just like [?] bitch I'm off the shits
Yeah I like [?] big guns, nigga I might spark a bit

[Verse 3: guavaiced]
He cannot handle my bars, I'm a bike to that boy
We get to scrapping, recycle that boy
No I'm not talking construction when I say that we get to dumping on sight to that boy, ugh
Nobody liking that boy
Ain't even hungry but biting me boy
Might kill that boy with a right hook, like look
Manny Pacquiao I be fighting that boy, ugh