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TB, honest I know I swear I got it
 No I ain't playing no more
 And if you round me
 Then I got you my dawg cause we rolling with my brothers till
 The day that I'm gone yeah
 TB, honest I know I swear I got it
 No I ain't playing no more
 And if you round me
 Then I got you my dawg cause we rolling with my brothers till
 The day that I'm gone yeah
 I be, seeing no competition
 And what I'm making for a show will pay your sons tuition
 Off a Xanax and a spliff, I'm seeing double vision
 I swear I gone and fucked the beat and leave it with some children
 I ain't got time for these fuck boys
 Feeling like I'm cinco man I got no choice
 If there's weed up in the room you better roll it like a Royce
 Get some earplugs boy cause all the weed I'm blowing making noise
 Uh, pop a perc cause I'm stressed out
 Helmut Lang how I dress now
 I cut the green on my team's side so I weeded out all the reptiles
 I got it, I swear I got it
 And I ain't nowhere near a rap god yet, I'm still a prophet
 But give me couple years I'll dead the scene, take the cream
 On a bitches lips like Maybelline, I pull out then buss a nut
 So if she say it's mine, that's make believe I don't trust em
 Never trust em, and its fuck the police cause I'm never cuffing
 TB, honest I know I swear I got it
 No I ain't playing no more
 And if you round me
 Then I got you my dawg cause we rolling with my brother till
 The day that I'm gone yeah
 TBH I demonstrate how I'm the realest
 Wrist so icy boy that's why they callin me the chillest
 Fuck the hypocrites I keep the money flowing like a river
 Tryna cop a big beemer
 I'm tippin of the sizzurp
 I ain't talkin tip like strippers
 Fuck the beat let me spit the real shit
 Breakdown, they ain't get it when I first started rappin huh?
 Now it cost 10 racks just to get me
 through the back of your crappy club
 Why they looking funny cause I'm
 English but my favorite word to say is, bruh
 Well I'm breaking all the rules
 I'm the new school you acting like a student cause
 Fuck fame I've had hoes from 1st grade
 no pen state no pen state no pen state
 Thriller with the beats boy MJ
 Need a layup from my city then I dunk it MJ
 No one knowing where I'm coming just like a chemtrail
 My competition falling off just like they fake nails
 Fuck boy while you hating I'm in Seychelles
 I be riding through my city till they placing my nails
 In my coffin sippin coffee planning tactics
 I swear I studied harder than a cake resisting fat kids
 This is fact shit, DeCaprio try and catch me with this rap shit
 Uh, every bar is cinematic
 I spray like an automatic.
 With your girl doing back flips, uh