Arcaze on the beat
Oh, this bitch gonna be straight freestyles
I be runnin’ through shit
You know I get shit done
And how Durk say? I get shit done
On gang
I showed the block up with a run on sentence
Bounce out,
Took the wrong route to your destination
I know these crackers tryna label this an organization
We got the work so tap in do an application
Drove a car on Perc
Tell her spin for a couple Haitians
Ooh, but it’s Durk
Joe dirt get a shirt go with him
Put full block on all alert
And gave a yoppa to him
Mama I know black boy got my way cause that’s my DNA
I’m living A be AC die by Frito Lay
Oh this shit ain’t permits dog breathin’ now he goin’ to waste
Oh so you anemic?
We got treatment for them type of things
I done gave lease on with a cooler, we call him AC
Even though the stick came with a cooler
It’s Miami heat
Like I said in “Front Door”
We at your front door, we could link and meet
I don’t do none that lean
Backwoods, don’t bring Swisher Sweets
I guess his mama must’ve fucked the road that’s why he so concrete
This shit done got wiser
I’m a year older, I just move the street
And ever since they drop the charges
Claim they gonna try for weed
Baby, this that gas, this that opp
This that rapper weed
Call you Johnny Apple like the book
Boy you smoke hella seeds
We seven-eleven like Blocc Boy
Can’t go in there cause it’s cancer season
Trap done closed cause we don’t [?] reasons
You see that jit with that black mask?
Yeah he got sent for treason
I throw middle fingers to my past, that’s what made a nigga
Jump in your shit you thought it got towed
I guess I made it nigga
Everybody hand out like I owe them
But who done paid a nigga?
Detail always with me, I be smokin’ with my baby sitter
Hit the road on that sour bitch
Because she bitter, bitter
Everything sparked ain’t mean to snap
I’m gonna expose a nigga
And every nigga with me done cut off, pills control they system
Me, OD, and Baby Joe go dumb, dumb, and dumber
I was on the up and in lick
Fuck around and vomit
Saying my shit sound the same, I ain’t gonna rap
Delete your comments
Pull up on a nigga curb and clear the scene, who done done it?
Shit I’m in here feeling like G Herbo, who run it?
Devin Hester in ’06, I’m in here waiting for you to punt it
Because I ain’t kick it with no kicker
When she scissor they be running
I be packing pistols like utensils all in middle school
I was in her jaw, fuck the shark, I’m the dealer dude
We be breaking’ laws in my draws while I stuff the tool
Ooh, we too advanced for you man they think middle school
We got the plug on that saying “What the socket do?”
Ball man we take trip to Mars we got altitude
Ain’t like the boulder on her shoulders because her mouth was rude
And now she seeing me and these blue hundreds must think I’m a fool
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