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Rap to this trap like all cats
Stack up cash till my cards black
'Lyst' stopped answering calls back
This bitch got ass like a Kardash(ian)
Sure look bomb in that bra strap
Clothes all gone when she crawl flat
No thong on, showin' all that
Try to hold on strong to my jock strap
I, declare this a slider
No need to compare, it's apparent I'm hotter
So stare if you wanna
While I get engulfed in this marijuana
I'm stoned with my partners
Get closer to smell this aroma from ganja
My clothes are designer
I'm over your girl, now I'm onto your momma
Cuz your wifey riminds me of some bitch I used to pipe on the nightly
I'm the life of the party
I'm bossy and I got my posse beside me
We're swiping your Nikes
Don't try me or you might get your life on an IV
It's highly unlikely that your rhyming will ever come slightly beside me
In this rap game, you must insist on your campaign
Suck this dick be the catch phrase
Will bust your lip with an ashtray
Get stuck with stitches and band-aids
Fuck yo chick, call it match made
Hundreds, they what I mandate
Better run, cause it may be your last day
Ya'll fakes and you clowns are jokes
Mind-state off a crown with coke
Mind wasted from downing tokes
Cause I blaze to make clouds of smoke
I stay with my downest bros
Highways up and down this coast
Grind late while we count our notes
While ya'll stay chasing town in shows
More change is a must have
Blow haze, watch us puff  pass
Fit a whole eighth in a blunt wrap
There is no way i could cut back
See they know 'A' got the club packed
Hoes stay on my nut sack
I'm the propane to a struck match
Cause I flow flames, I'm a tough act