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Yeah I’m needin that raw shit
The type to eat you, beat you with all fists
No caution, no hot police, I’m squeezing out all clips
Come and get it, if you feinin that raw hit
Cause i been cookin up, my elcamino make jaws drip
Im slipped up itchin, writing rhymes in kitchen
They make ya sauce drip
You got the juice but you never caught this
And I’m the illest, i can do this In coffins
My words’ll live forever, so my head up and ahh

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Yo listen, tell me to blast off
My ships a rocket, trippin off bath salts
When cash calls, i gotta get the digits i ask for
You other rappers couldn’t fit it, this is my task force
I pass y’all
Even when I’m talkin, it’s that raw
Bitch I’m loving this shit
Could make a run for win
If you feelin like you slackin
Get from under my wing
Cause hoe Im on it
I know you want it

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