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One thing about me, my momma know I'm 7-3-4, Lunatic, like when Nelly and 'em had St. Louis twerking
My price unheard of, the clientele is Murphy Lee, it's so low they asking "Wat Da Hook Gon Be"
It's been a minute since you heard from me
Been in the streets flipping these trees, I could get what you get for a ki
Some niggas tried to fuck with us, now they in between the sheets, for thinking they Mr.Big, so sound I sleep
Peruvian beauty next to me, snorting the same ethnicity, I'm throwing the diamond sign, my SB is Tiffany
Jet Li kicking it in Hong Kong, wonder where your sis go? She in my telly singing the "Thong Song"
I'm cooking soul like I chef in a Korean Pal, chain from verbal, call that an onomatopoeia
And know, it's going down like captain of Aaliyah's last flight, rhyme between her and the kujichagulia, shit
I son these niggas like a Shia, I'm above the law like Allah over Sharia
Check my record, my charges is narcotics and weapons, and I'm murderist in the lab, should be calling me Dexter
Know the feds listening, I'on talk to Alexis
I ball like The Professor, I'm giving Havard lectors
Rocking Prada leathers bought my chick a Saffiano
Gelato in the fronto, it's thick as a Cubano
Touched down in Havana, just to holla at a Assata when they stop me at customs, I know nada
Globetrotter, sto' stopper, Rick Owens copper, Godfather Francis Ford Coppola, a foreign shopper, wooh
Junya Watanobe in Osaka, I'm the boogie man, this is a Ducati Monster
Vroom, gone in the wind caramel color Benz, I ain't Jahlil but I'm fly as a pelican
No Okafor, you can't coach the boy, been a player since I used to play with Bulbasaur
I've been major since I was on Hova tour
I be with Haitians like Toussaint Louverture
He'll stretch you off for talking out your vocal cords
'Fore you get nodes and you don't want smoke no more
End of discussion, get twisted in a white Russian, like Khabib Nurmagomedov but I don't like wrestling
I'm more Israel in the sign of your mind, I bend styles like Prince on Sign o' the Times
This Fear of God Zegna that I got in Milan, this shit's harder to find than Osama with bombs
Pyer Moss Reebok Expirement Fours, we don't sell greenhouse, it's pure indoors
Hustlers understand me, we speak the same language but still got class like I graduated Cambridge
She magna cum laude, I made her cum louder, body like Mizz Twerksum, face Amrud
Mo-Bay Jamaican, I play Don Dada was a fi-fighter and I'm gunning for my 4th problem

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