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i dont really care what you gotta say about me

if you pull up on me

imma fold you like its origami

tryna ride all up on the wave

like its a tsunami

you already know on my hip

bitch i keep a Tommy

finna make a wrap like a sandwhich

add salami

and baloney

is whatever you speak

and when i speak

the only thing coming out is this heat

and when you try to spit

all that shit you say is weak

yuh

 

i make hits and i kill things imma hitman

mom says that i made it big im the big man

already know im the best

no competition

im really here serving these people like im the milkman

serving these ppl just like a meal plan

looking like a five year old saying hes a real man

all of of your followers are fake go get you some real fans

i think that im great cuz thats just how i feel man

 

that was a part of the plan

i made a chart then i charted again

started again

i cannot tell her i love her cuz this aint no barney and friends

im steady eating they starving again

you think your hard cuz you borrowed a benz

who is the dopest if hardly depends

you are my son but i am the star in the end