[Verse 1]
Back to back with Crimeapple clap the nine at you
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They tried to lock me up but they don't have my mind shackled
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Gotta be one of the illest [?]
Bars hit you hard like a Ray Lewis in his prime tackle
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$300 bottles of ace
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I'm down to throw [?]

Got n***as running trying to run over gates
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[Verse 2]
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I'm throwing blue powder in the air like it's a gender reveal
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Stash house in Bagoda
Emitting odours
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They said it resembled David Caruso
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If you fresh to death I guess I'm dressing to my afterlife
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Getting brains until she clueless [?]

Begrudgingly [?]