I laugh at bitches and I'm past the gimmicks
the hoes I rock...you couldn't last a minute
.....duck down when I pass in the civic
cuz I'll leave ya ass in the clinic
and all that trash you spittin
I actually lived it
you have to admit it
I'm one of the sickest
your bars suck...you ain't Coppin cars & trucks
and I can switch gears....to spittin hard as fuck
but I don't write for fun or some type of bums
Well I'm nice for one
I stay strapped with a knife or gun
and I'm a star like the sun
ugh...Keepin it steady
You ain't even ready
Keepin it Keep keepin it steady
You ain't even ready (x2)
I got non stop bombs to drop
I spit shit about as long as my cock
and while you're callin the cops
I'm callin the shots
I'm as strong as an ox
so I'll use my fucking palms when I box
why do you think your moms on my cock?
and whats funny
you think this is a song but its not
This is fucking straight off the top
and you can not say that I'm not
aiming the shots
and while you stay on ya block
I'm rakin in pots with a royal flush
and If I take out my cock your boy'll blush
ugh...Keepin it steady
You ain't even ready
Keepin it Keep keepin it steady
You ain't even ready (x2)
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Ill as fuck, nona yall can compete with this