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[feat.
1: Danny Brown]
The way these bitches on my
swear was 1985 and teen wolf just dropped
And my was Michael J Fox
But my name is Danny Brown I got some weed in my
So get high ya nigga
Sack I got some dead caterpillars
But it smell like a thats defensive
These bitches suck my dick like its a moral
Off the chain like broke
Where little niggas come thru and shoot u over new
A little dark like wet
Decribes my of mind is inside the tomb of king tut
Murder all the all we see
187 on you niggas TV
I can degree this beat and walk wit no charges
a underground emcee and famous female pop artist
And ohh I like it raw
so big stretch marks on her jaw
I'm so
I wake up 6 AM because I think its chow
I'm a borderline
A from drinking turpentine
Just to down a plate of these wack rappers rhymes
I got a in the cosmos
And if these niggas cold I guess I'm osmosis
That be blowing on some
That white boys be growing
you niggas smoking smelling like some tanning lotion
My concoctions could make world potions
other rap niggas got lines I got encroachments
I got endorsements so a cosign
Punch I'll punch rappers til your broke spine
Remember in 09
I em it was showtime
Now they they cam phones out when I go for mine
Lights action
be snapping
Cause the days of no tissue had to whip with wet
Smear up the know it sound trife
But to be honest a my life
2: Chip$]
Buzzin off the bar bitch you an amphetamine
Taste it with a 40 oz of Ever
I I never ever smoke the better green
Yo bitch said I'm the swaggiest nigga she seen
Run up in yo crib, Two K's, One Mag
Yo girl get snatched like J in I'm Bad
Cost to live, you ain't enough
bullet holes with a laser touch
European garments drape my body if I ain't up
If she smile with eye contact the bitch will fuck
Homie gone make me send them after him
Them niggas swing swords Word Fence Champions
You was poppin' and drinking liquor
Now you thinkin you a gangsta
I leave you nigga
down, face down like you taking a plankin picture
But I can the shots in the weapon
Put the bat to back of leg
Grab your and the back of your head
And twist them shits in directions