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[Intro]
Listen to this track, b*tch!

[Verse]
They try to say my music too slow
Well b*tch, think fast
I rap it slow so all you f*ck n*ggas understand
I'm thinkin' big, I'm about to buy my own land
Memphis boy, but my music travel out through Japan
Hit the dash (Skrt), on your ass while I'm smokin' gas
Cut trees down by the bag, I'm a lumberjack
All I do is smoke, oh, you don't?
Well then, that sh*t sad
If you dissin' me, that's like steppin' on some broken glass
Hit it from the back so hard, thought I broke her back
Quick attack, If a n*gga want it leave him like this track
Waterboyz set, we the best, yes, it's in my flesh
f*ck brunettes, when I'm out in Cali, say they love my dreads
f*ck you mean? Yes, I want it all, I don't want a piece
Dead presidents, shout out loved ones that deceased
Pure water electrolytes, I feel it when I drink
School girl to you, but to rappers she a f*ckin' freak
Kinky kink, yeah, b*tch, I put you on blast, you weak
Different b*tch, every time I wake up every other week
Not with me, now you lookin' dumb when you in these streets
When I speak, n*ggas listen up cuz they know who it be
Pull off fast, hit the gas so hard
On the side of the road, and your car won't start
Bought some juice and a bar, not juice from the bar
Get loose for the boy cuz you know who we are
I don't wanna f*ck, ho, cuz your pus*y too [?talkative?]
n*gga wanna go to war, better grab yo gun
If you ain't got one, then your ass better run
Shoot missiles out my arm, b*tch, call me Megatron
If you say you got b*tches, well I got better one
n*gga say he got money but he walk around with ones
I ain't worried 'bout sh*t but my fam and my funds
n*gga touch either one, leave 'em dead in the sun
Old sweet ass n*gga like a watered down plum
Would help your ass out, but you'd rather be a bum
b*tch called me a skunk cuz I left when she c*mmed
No time for a b*tch cuz I got plenty ones