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coming up all these hoochies showing butts you know I know what you want some of my dong eat it like a crouton oh this your man? fold him like a futon Ill roll him like a yoga mat depends what you want if you any more fuss we fuckin with my shoes on ask me for my cellie catch me bailin cause the number was wrong Im on that grind mode Only bitch get my time my mom catch me at Sevi elevi with a croissant 86ed since I walked in with a noose on They like wtf is wrong my neck is too strong im the bomb Drop the trenchcoat then call home Boston marathon I'm not ISIS bin lad or Saddam But when I hit the button you long gone So better keep it steppin or your getting stepped on If all you do is win Then all i do is pone I don't study any artist I'm my own Slap my bitch with a text she kiss me thru the phone Now leave me lone I hear nothing when I'm in my zone Imma kamakazie pilot when I step on the mic im going deathly speeds so if I crash I might die Eluding the fuzz When they ain't behind But my mind only know how to have a good time only moving forward n i Never hit rewind Ain't nobody got time to look back I live like a piece of mail I send it first class I keep it 100 cause what's the point of pretending it's never ending You already know I just fuckin send it I make the paper n spend it Sometimes I feel like nights never ended Good bad n blended I' defend the wrath I've befriended perhaps I run laps around the fool till my nuts chapped N then I DDT his ass off off a bench for food stamps N start hoppin around like natives wit the rain dance Not a chance in hell You could ever stop me I'm tough like Stallone Come in swingin like rocky Yeah I'm cocky I talk shit I'm backing it up Punch me in my mouth I never keeping it shut Ask me if I give a fuck im like what's that? All I give is dick when she want some that Only hit it from the back so can rehearse my raps Paper over pussy