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back active ! - arierr lyrics

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was sitting back for a minute, but i’m back active. been on the road for so long, i’m starting to see cactus. edd gone; he was connected, but he’s back lagging. up the red dots at his face, now he needs proactiv

saying that i’m broke; let me guess, you’ve seen a swimming dragon. catch you riding waves; this ain’t that, we like to shoot at captains. don’t come around trying to ask questions; i don’t know what happened. this lil’ b*tch talking ’bout my all but ain’t worth a fraction

gang ‘nem crazy; get the drop and they gon’ firebomb it. if it ain’t about the pape, i’m ’bout to leave; you better change the topic. me against you? i’m bound to win, i put the bible on it. subi jeans or the mike amiri, ain’t never did the robins

b*tch, i’m on the road; ain’t got time for no pit stopping. she ain’t bringing pape; best believe her number’s what i’m blocking. everything you see i got on is sh*t you’re not copping. i’ll let the chop knock ’em down; i ain’t doing no boxing

arierr, b*tch, i’m one of one, not no one of two. i’ve been chasing pape since you were somewhere playing duck duck goose. all these b*tches liars; don’t expect them to tell the truth. give bro ‘nem the drop and watch ’em spin like a hula hoop

told the b*tch i love her, hold on, wait, b*tch, april fools. all that talking down in the comments, but who is you? i’ve been road running, something like that bird off looney tunes. you ain’t talking pape; get the f*ck out this d*mn room

pop up at your door with a mask; it’s like i’m trick*or*treating. b*tch, i’m really him; they know my name when i step in neiman’s. bro a hothead; he quick to send some shots for no reason. couldn’t put my trust in a b*tch; they switch like the seasons

pop up at your door with a mask; it’s like i’m trick*or*treating. b*tch, i’m really him; they know my name when i step in neiman’s. bro a hothead; he quick to send some shots for no reason. couldn’t put my trust in a b*tch; they switch like the season

b*tch, i push the pedal to the metal; all i know is speeding. i can’t even have your ass around if i peep you leeching. reaching for a chain, i bet the gang’ll leave his body freezing. this b*tch trying to blow me and the gang; she a f*cking demon

i’m mr. do what*cho ass can’t; they calling me greatest. reaching over here, the quickest way to be a doctor patient. if it’s ’bout the pape, i need it now; i cannot do the waiting. b*tch, i’m on the road to the pape; i don’t have the time for dating

if it ain’t beneficial, i’ma have to end this conversation. where i’m at? b*tch, i’m somewhere by the bag location. arierr, i’m one of one; nah, there ain’t no duplication. they love to talk down and d*ck suck when you elevating

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