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[verse 1]
my only offer is to off you, put your b*tch up for auction
proceed to stomp around me with caution
how this martian get to earth? he must’ve fallen
fall and caught by my squadron, i’m all about my green like paul in boston
did you n*z* my ex*b*tch? with long legs she german
i am just a toxic boy, and i ain’t talking tim burton
i brought a lotta joy to people, got that sh*t for certain
since you wanna act out, here’s your red curtain
i might’ve let n*ggas think their words could sink into my skin
but i’m as tough as they come, like i can’t get an erection
only got one direction i plan to go, i’m only 18 but that’s what makes it not so beautiful
they might try a drag a n*gga down and say that you too young for this
i love ignorance because that sh*t is bliss
like kisses from your lover’s lips
or maybe even acid trips
that made you sit and reminisce
about better times you had before you fell in this abyss

[bridge]
if it takes too long to hit me back
i can’t promise you how i’ll react
but all i can say
is at least i’ll wait for you
if it takes too long to hit me back
i can’t promise you how i’ll react
but all i can say
and imma scream and shout for what i love
[verse 2]
that’s that good sh*t, the high with no kush sh*t
the go from stomping glass to sand under your foot sh*t
the good boy gone bad when his b*ttons get pushed sh*t
i make you push quit when you find you gotta battle me
beat on they heads, like in band i played the battery
got me some threads, designer brand, it get them flattering
nappy ass dreads, his head get slammed, his t**th be shattering
words that i said, wrote from the hand, it’s rapping mastery
it’s type of sh*t that they can’t understand
we live a life that get’s dark like kim k’s tan
we graduating, third album, kim k’s man
about to change the game, the rapping flavor get’s bland
none of this was planned, it’s time to do or die
that’s why i ride with my n*ggas, till angels in the sky
cus real ones come short, no you can’t resupply
and fake ones go quick, so stay the f*ck out my clique

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