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[Verse 1: Lil
Okay I'ma throw a tantrum on this beat, now who wanna fetch?
it comes to the drugs, boy we shop at Payless
Shawty came too many times, left the bed wet
[?] I'm the Blood Method Man,
A scared man a dead man, can I get an
You done bought all of them guns and ain't nobody yet
Catch your pussy ass in traffic, aim at the rest
Got your bitch on her knees lookin' like she
Like I can't trust my iPhone, I trust the clique I ride for
If I see 'em in the streets, I'ma to treat 'em like a rival
I'm a pleasure to your eyeballs, I'm so fly, at Skymall
Mama never bought me knockoffs, I need some wood to knock on
Lil Tunechi, I'm a movie, get your bears and popcorn
I got very hot on my hip, I get my hip hop on
And little red dot gon' help me hit a nigga spot on
Point guard the bullets, you say Rajon, I say Rajon
Hold up, we them boys, we them boys
I hold my pistol sideways when I shoot, that's for points
Menace to society, menace to though
Bend but don't break, my niggas call me
And you don't want no problem, problem
My AK keep shootin', it's on autopilot
what's your fuckin' problem? I got fuckin' problems
Bad bitch on top of me, she started the bottom
On that Cognac and that loud pack, that pack
You shoot the rat when it gets too big for the mousetrap
Shoot at me and I'ma smile back and I "Pow" back
Flip you over like a kayak, bitch combat
Bitch I'm Tommy gun Tunechi, favorite color
Made enough to but I keep makin' up excuses
Triple A dick, amazin' and amusin'
I'm sedated and secluded, I'm the greatest and
Cause my mama say I'm livin' wrong
if I die then I guess she dead right
Catch me walkin' on this water, nigga
I your pussy ass at a red light
And you gon' hear that blocka, that
I represent my killers Johnnie Cochran
We mamas and toddlers
We give a fuck if their ass adopted
Brief moment of silence for Chris
Soulja Slim, Pac, Pimp C, I hope smilin'
And still hot as, tamales
My private plane got wi-fi and that wireless
I'm so for the wait

2: Mack Maine]
Spread legs, girl, I'm tryna break the headboard
I'm a fiend for the bread, I want the DeJ Loaf
My Chinese chick just want a blunt and [?]
She a squirter so we don't fuck on my sheets
My whole skate on you like a hockey team
It's like Wayne Gretzky meets Shockey
We Money Mafia, I rep what I rep
Try to throw salt on my name and put pep in your step
Put your on, nigga please get you a grip
And I bet you rest in peace I let this bitch rip
The money runnin' like water, the cash flow
My funky like armpits and asshole
Potato on the nine, when we we mash slow
And make sure them kids get they ask for
My in London said she's a Mack Mainiac
And her sister Tune, she a Wayniac
It's like she's two different persons, she be chillin', she be
Cry a river, squirt a ocean, fuck fast in slow
Man I Soulja proud of me (yah heard me?)
Man I know Soulja Slim of me (ya heard me?)
Tha Carter 5 a classic, sorry that it's
And I ain't apologetic but for the wait
Tha Carter 5 a classic, that it's late
And I usually ain't apologetic but for the wait