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(album: Bin Reaper 3: New Testament - 2022)


(Ooh, it's BlueStrip, baby)
Brrt, phew
Ha, yeah (Brrt)

I just had a out of my body moment off these Perky-Yerkys
If they flick me, dump it out the window, shit, you know this thirty dirty
You was catching Zs, I cannot relate, bitch, I'm the early birdie
Cuddy wrist work top tier, tremendous, gave the dope twirly-whirlies
I just had a out of my body moment off these Perky-Yerkys
If they flick me, dump it out the window, shit, you know this thirty dirty
You was catching Zs, I cannot relate, bitch, I'm the early birdie
Cuddy wrist work top tier, tremendous, gave the dope twirly-whirlies

Yo' time coming up like tick-tock, tick-tock (Brrt)
Time is money, watch my wristwatch drip-drop (Shit)
SBD$M, got big chops, big Glocks (Brrt, brrt)
Ain't shit stop
Slide down equipped, don't get popped, don't get shot
Silly dumb bitch left me at the lowest, fucked up and that ho know it
R.I.P. $cam, got a pint, wish we could pour it
So much pain, I don't show it
Everyone tryna tell me I'm chosen like I don't fucking know it (Brrt)
Had to grab the new Trackhawk fully loaded
Hit a buck so quick, I'm floating

Turkey hit the dog with a (Shh), that's a hush puppy
Pop, ice, Wocky, blender, now the slush muddy
Pay my hitman in all blues, but it's blood money
Twenty-five looseleaves a day, I know my lungs yucky
He think he big and bad but really cornier than Squanto
This is not no ordinary Ford, I had to sport the Bronco
You gon' have to leave the table if you can't afford a convo
Selling out of everything, you better place yo' order pronto
Sprinter van, out of town in a lane with the diamonds
Better be ready to get a sack, you playing with the Heisman (Touchdown, touchdown, brrt)
Audemar Piguet, Atlantic to Pacific, changing up the timing
If I see the pape' in front of me, turn to Speedy Gonzales
Said he had his back account for years? That's an easy deposit
Sitting at the table thinking, eating linguini and plotting
Ain't gon' drop it 'less it got Codeine, we be premium Wocking
Plug told me go big or home, ain't no medium copping
Ain't no quitting in this life like, shit, that's the easiest option

(Ain't no quitting in this life like, shit, that's the easiest option)
Ain't no quitting in this life like, shit, that's the easiest op

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