[Hodgy Beats]
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I fucked this flow
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This is my electronic press kit
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Uh huh it's some fresh shit
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Nigga recollect bitch
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Grow grey hairs, don't stress it
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I text message, messages to fuck in estrogen
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She lets me in, I sex her then she sexier than my leather vans
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Cause I never am purchasing
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Reimbursing your currency
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Put your body on the courtesy
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To work the street, I hearse the streets
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Heard she sweet, she hershey's sweet
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But me I'm extravagant
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Hop on the bandwagon kid
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I'm about to tell you some tragic shit
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The love is lost and the drugs they cost, in the studio mixing raw
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Bitch's shit in my draws like you piss in my draws, nigga my dick's in her jaw
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I'm Wes Snipes with lead pipes, don't dabble with the apple
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Cause a swagga like mine turn them apples into Snapple
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Fuck the pick of the raffle, king of the castle
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Nigga, Genghis Khan mention, me and Marilyn Manson
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Making money in the present, it be safe for my grandsons
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African drugs for when the champ come
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[Domo Genesis]
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Suicide watch nigga
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Kill yourself
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Opposition who?
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Nigga reveal yourself
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How you steal our swag and figure you still yourself?
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Splinter cell creepin' in this bitch, you couldn't feel the stealth
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Wolves are prowling, hunger at its fucking best
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I'm a beast like the gorilla head that is on my chest
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Please let me flex, I'm going off I need some fuckin' bread
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Drugs are green, my bitches white and tonight I need fuckin' head
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Excuse our swag, I'm tryna tone it down like Jenny Craig
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Fresh to death then I guess we looking like the living dead
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Oh shit yo bitch, look at how I'm doing you
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Bitches on my dick but look at me I'm fucking beautiful
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Niggas tryna figure out, but all I hear in my interviews is why this so cool?
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You niggas are so unusual
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Wolf Gang, point me to a nigga I should prove it to
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Under pressure, we just stand in the middle like hula hoops
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[Hodgy Beats]
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The fortress is fortified (bitch)
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Money in my pockets like I'm forty-five
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Hodgy Beats recording live
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Bitch I be surely high
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And I don't need wings to fly
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I'm the air with the pigs
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Left Brain, Domo Genesis
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[Tyler, the Creator]
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Knock, knock
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Who's there?
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It's me, your girlfriend had a really nice meeting with my dick
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I killed that pussy and grabbed that knife
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Now I got real authentic cheetah print shit (nigga you're a liar)
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Nigga don't believe me, kiss your lady
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And where you gonna get them heebie jeebies?
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Nigga my dick stay wave as Eazy
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I make it look easy
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Fifty-one fifty, I'm off the heezy
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(You ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy? 5 albums, 100 songs, and you ain't got no fuckin' Yeezy? I betchu got some J-Kwon. You ain't got no fuckin Yeezy?)
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Came in the game like Speedy Gonzalez, I'm fuckin' Looney
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See these girls talkin' all that shit (what?)
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I'm just tryna see some tits (what?)
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Let's get it poppin' like, MC Lyte, around some dykes
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Out this bitch like hokus pokus
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And me and Lucas got a couple of pickles
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And met up with bitches, gave 'em cum on their dimples
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Then my dick went limp so, took about 3 pills of Extenzo
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Now my dick's longer than a 5 door limo
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Harder than a soft right hook from kimbo
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On PCP and cilantro, when I'm with your bitch I'm like
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Where my dick doe?
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Now she think I'm bout to eat her hole
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Encho and lada, I got a lot of that Preme and I'm paying nada
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It seems that I'm product placement but not I'm just fuckin' awesome
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Yo mama look like a ugly, loser
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Rella
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Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All |