(Delta)
(This is a certified hood classic)
Yeah, heard they tryna' stop me
Heard they tryna' copy
They say, "Twikipedia, why the fuck you sound so choppy?"
They say that I'm gonna make it
I don't think that is an option
If you do not get up on that beat
I'm finna drop it
Don't give a single fuck about anything you gon' say
Made one hundred K up in a motherfuckin' day
I got so many of them clones
All up on my fuckin' page
And if you was a Caucasian, I'd prolly' run that fade
Get the fuck out my face
You look like Joe Biden if he got stabbed with a mace
I just ran a fuckin check and then I spent it in a day
Heard you talking to a pedo, that's a fuckin' case
(Ca-a-a--)
Tell me what you want
I can give that shit to you
Livin' in a game, and I think I'm bout' to lose
Smokin' on that gas, and I'm floating like a balloo-o-o--
Gotcha mad as hell, you be callin' on yo goons
Get a check, talkin' shit
All up on the internet
Get a check, talkin' shit
All up on the internet
Lose a bag, made it back
All up on the internet
Talkin all that shit but it's all over when you disconnect
I keep my maths tracked
And I got it back
Talkin all that shit but you're never ever gonna make a bag
You're never gonna come catch me ali-i-i--
Hackin' in Microsoft, can't go a-a-a--
Bitch, when are you gonna start using your head?
I just feel left on read
Talkin in spirals, smokin that pack
They wanna feature because of my ha-a-a--
Sometimes, I be wishin' I was better
Louis, Fendi, Prada on my sweater
Bitch, you bet that shit is made of leather
I'm a camper
You just fake your feelings, you an actor
Tell me what you want
I can give that shit to you
Livin' in a game, and I think I'm bout' to lose
Smokin' on that gas, and I'm floating like a balloo-o-o--
Gotcha mad as hell, you be callin' on yo goons
Tell me what you want
I can give that shit to you
Livin' in a game, and I think I'm bout' to lose
Smokin' on that gas, and I'm floating like a balloo-o-o--
Gotcha mad as hell, you be callin' on yo goons
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