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On the mic', and I'm talkin' crunchie munchie
I just beat her doonies down, now she can't find her scrunchy
I don't know that scam shit, but this fit is yellin', "Punch me"
Man, all sweet to the hoes, but I'll treat a rat like lunch meat
I can stay in the city, and earn my wage monthly
But I'll prolly make more off one trip to the country
And it's funny, 'cause I'm whiter than some undies
But I pick up the mic' and kill shit like Ted Bundy
If I don't have a vape and a wood, then I'm grumpy
My fiend bought his bitch the big rock like Chirs Humphrey's
Face the whole thing in front of me then say, "Hey, can you front mе?"
I'ma tear down the city and then lay up nicе and comfy
I don't rock Champion, that shit is for the needy
Champion in the stu', but I never ate my Wheaties
So damn sweet, I'll give a bitch type 2 diabetes
When the feds right behind me, I get the heebee jeebees
I'll steal your beat and make it fire, that's larceny and arson
I'm all about the green, you woulda thought I was a Spartan
In two years, I'm pullin' up, space Coupe like a martian
With a bad bitch that looks like Jenna Waters from [Mario?]
I got a magnet on the Glock and my hip is made of steel
I'll put a ham on the news, like April O'Neil
I just pulled up on Danny, he said, "[?], what's the deal?"
Unc reppin' MC, he shoot the tar in his heel
My man got a DMT, toed Wax, Molly and Boomers
I heard your busts fake as hell and your chains made of Pewter
I'll take your bitch to the crib, and then beat down the dooners
I get a bag or go home like Allstar Junior
I don't have time to waste 'cause I wanna skate on roochies
I just got the face, she said you ate her coochie
Rolled a four gram 'Wood and then gave that bitch a smoochie
My brother said he got more blues than John Belushi's
Got off on a ham, I told 'em, "Send the bread through Zelle"
Baby Draco on the couch lookin' like Kid Ale
But that bitch sings, like Shantelle and Adele
I got two twin Glocks, I call 'em Keenan and Kell
My pack is like a cactus, that shit is green and sticky
Green seam on the jeans and green beam on the blicky
It's some green in his cup, he was tryna be thrifty
The Percs turn my fiend green, he just snorted all fifty
I'll bring the pack anywhere, like the Krusty Krab pizza
Pour a deuce, now I'm leanin' like that tower in Pisa
I just hit a Ham's Cup, with Milk of Magnesia
Bro caught a body in Detroit and then moved to Chichen Itza
[?] lay a ham down like some tile
Shooter on speed dial, it ain't 12 Mile Kyle
Whenever I see a big water blues, I smile
Up at the lab with 'Wood smoke in my esophogus
Got confidence, ain't nothin' stoppin' this, that shit is obvious
I pull up on the plug and bust the roll out like Optimus
Ridin' with that shit that'll drop a hippopotamus
Tell the feds I don't serve fiends, I sip coffee in the lobby
I'm a nine to five boy, that rappin' shit is just a hobby
But everybody loves it 'cause it's hotter than wasabi
Mixed man hit the pipe and then he met the Anunaki
Big stick in my trunk, but I don't do no hockey
Put thirty rounds on him, he just got bukkake'd
I got a big ass ego, but I'm not too cocky
I'll have my shooter get you gone for a bag of blue Takis
He don't really wanna blow the strap, he just wanna pump fake
Everytime your bitch hear my track, she make her [?] shake
ETBG, we'll treat the booty like some rum cake
You went to OT, we call your man on his lunch break