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[Verse 1: Lil
Man all you pussy niggas drive me
Make me to my stomach, I feel nauseated
All you haters on and jump off a building
I could still taste her pussy,
Backpack of artillery
1 milo
These niggas actin lil bitches
I understand this shit, I could scribble it
her clothes, step back and exhibit it
Then tear her ass up a puppet ticket
The end of the road is at distance
Have to get that blood off my hands at the faucet
In yo face like a airbag in a car
My weed man so
Im stayin rich, not to make poor decisions
Everything I do I plan it out like a solar
if you come here you gon slip and fall a victim to me
Yo bitchs sister pictures to me
Then she shoot over to my house, I screwed in a bed
I shoot off in her then she get the bullet uh
Skatin on em Im Lil Wayne
And the weed so strong I can feel
Bite it down, take a picture, now feel
The drugs got me so numb I cant ashamed
And my girl at with the mood swings
Girl I gotta make a few runs Ussain
Wish I had a for my thoughts for some loose change
Hungry niggas at yo neck for that food chain
Drop some pills make me sleepy
Hoes creep me in TP
I hope pussy taste like kiwi
Hope its nicer than Tahiti, hopin I could get a
Leavin a nigga body floatin with a mouth full of
With somebody weird backpack, E.T.
give me the heebeegeebees
I theyll disappear, where the fuck is Houdini?
I got on my side, you got niggas on yo back
Imma timber, money grow on trees
Money over queens, you blow me
I sit back enjoy the breeze, hoes prettier please
I dont really do but sit back and call the shots
She poured out her heart, I had it on the
Red beam on yo head, thats a on top
You dont keep your cool, I know niggas thatll die uh
I with the devil in my dreams
When I wake up I hear the same song
me wanna blow a motherfucker brains out
Flow on a nigga, Im about to
Lil nigga Ill take yo main ho, make her call her homegirl, em share the same dick
Its that motherfuckin Dedication 5, I just hope Ill be alive to see a 6
Lil

2: Vado]
Ayo its levels to this shit, levels to shit
Been MIA since Levels was the shit
And know Im on another level with this shit
Im pedaling the 6, metal when it hit
All I is a shovel and a ditch
You done dig me a hole you show me where it is
Run in his home and show me where the
Put one in his dome he going in his fridge
Thats me, ill
Black creese AP, go nigga
Black jeans, T, OTs nigga
Backstreet, go for 10 nigga
Keep quiet, with D5
Im in the streets like Rodney Kings
Mommy opposed their lead
On that old bullshit, P
They scream and seize
My audible like meets Wire
Ive fallen in the
Rollin 3 6s, on trips
Shots like a cuddle when its lip
Im tryin to go ballistic, shadow in the
Call the Barney Rubble in the
Made to rocks, bull haze from ziplocks uh