Times Up

now im done off the liqua and back grabbin a striiper

strappin to stay out that black bag with a zipper. u slackin

so ima blast past even quicker without radio air play

or adds on a sticka. nigga im

blowin brocoli in a tahoe the kid with moe punches

than rocky in a pile up.im cockier tomorrow.popu wit a bottle. haters wanna pop me with

a hollow nigga you cant stop if my moto i will

not be gettin followed i roll with an anterouge

and follow you and put hoes in your aunts garage

niggas wanna stomp they hoes cuz they feonce

chose my next victem is beyonce knowls my whole

neck and arm stay froze im beyond they shows

thirty thousand we on 8 roads.when we leave from back stage kids be on they clothes it seems she gotta little

on the all grey 'bos and what i gotta jet for? i should start up a bizness cause i get rid of more birds than a pet store






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