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[Verse 1: Smokingskul]
I got bars, unlimited text
You is a virgin, n*gga, no sex
b*tch, I'm Swedish, not a Mex'
These n*ggas sayin' that I'm next
I hold the AR like a Guitar
I'm in a Corvette, you in a old car
How you a street n*gga? Yo' name Omar
b*tch, I'm Santa, I know where the poles are
These n*ggas not around like Go-Karts
That n*gga runnin' but he not far
I pop five Perc's, I'm a retard
I got a Telescope tryna catch me a star
MAC ain't dead but I'm tryna catch me a charge
Feel like Larry, I'm still livin' large
Kill a n*gga then I go to Mars
Damn, Glock switch, call that sh*t Shammah
I'm wit' Gielaa, I'm wit' Perc
These n*gga don't slide like Durk
I get Franklins likе Kirk
My money tall, n*gga, hit a growth spurt

[Verse 2: thr33]
My b*tch ass fat like a ball
Wherе was y'all n*ggas at when I called?
Laugh to the bank, n*gga, like a goofy
Off that n*gga then I say, "Oopsy!!!"
I need a Disney hoe, Cinderella
I'm havin' bread...
Hella!
Shoutout Perc and Marrgielaa
I know my time comin', gotta wait
Me and Smoke got it by ourself
Never had no...
Help!
Under the sea, n*gga, smokin' Kelp
'Member I use to run from the belt
She got a big head like she Stewie
Glock with a Switch, this sh*t like a Uzi
Bang on my chest, n*gga, I'm a Ape
I'm real, n*gga, never been fake
Bakery man, how I beat the cake
ARP make him Harlem Shake
No one was wit' me when I'm down
When I go up, please don't come around
I'm finna be great
Creep in the night time when it's late
Put the gun down and go get the beats
This my plate, n*ggas finna eat
These n*ggas pus*y like where yo' pad?
Raise myself, I ain't need a Dad
Kick a goal, n*gga, for the win
I'm 'boutta nut up on her chin
My name thr33, if you ain't know
I'm on the winning team, up the score
I'on want that dumb b*tch, she too basic
I see opp, n*gga, get to chasin', gang
[Verse 3: luracks]
I catch opps and I get to chasin' (luracks)
For my Mama, killin' just like Jason (Where you get all them racks, bruh?)
Off the 'Za, I start lookin' Asian
I'm in the field more way than the Ravens
Long Live Queen, treat her like she nameless
Put 'em on the news, I make n*ggas famous
Kickin' sh*t, I feel like I'm Sheamus
Smoke hit blacks, I'm callin' him a racist
In the hellcat, he think we racin'
In yo' trap, I'ma leave it vacant
Walter White, put the guap in the basement
Me, Smoke and thr33 will send you straight to Satan
I can do Voodoo like a Haitian
Kanye West, n*gga, I'm amazin'
A team sh*t, I ain't never changin'
Rifle rounds leave a n*gga shakin'
I want smoke, I'ma leave a statement
I'm tryna go kill and they say I'm impatient
I send blitz just like Sean Payton
I touch the MAC, n*gga, I'm like Adin
Thr33 gon' shoot n*ggas, he ain't playin'
b*tch, you dumb if you think I'm stayin'
YK Osiris, n*gga, I ain't payin'
Caught that opp then I started sprayin'
[Outro: luracks]
n*gga, on bro, on bro, on bro
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