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[BranDun DeShay] Oh, I got that Alexander the Great type imperial flow Butterfingers, I'm droppin' bars like my signal is low A car full of O's, lookin' like a cereal bowl He hear me everywhere (I'm everywhere) But I ain't stereo though I hear they waitin' for my downfall They talkin' again Shit, I tell 'em fall back like it's Autumn again I know they waitin' for my reply But that's all that you'll get I got my mind on bigger shit Tell 'em adiós then I'm doin' this for the niggas before me Life's a bitch, but God forbid that that bitch divorce me Fuckin' with these AND1 hoes, they quick to cross me They found out the hard way I guess they lost me I'm feelin' quite bossly now I don't need love Walkin' on air with my feet up A thousand feet up I've been telling' them "speak up." Cause the money talkin' It's kinda hard to hear with all of these hundreds talkin' Everyday I be shinin' Ask the weatherman Now it's girls on my jock like a letterman I'm just doin' it the best If that means I do it better than Well fuck it, whatever then All day, branDun DeShay [Casey Veggies] I'm chillen with the homies Real talks, real conversations Most y'all speakin' on what girl that nigga datin' I only speak to her if she say she facin' I hope she ain't got braces Make her keep goin' till I tell her she amazin' Casey keep spittin' Got these hatas walkin' mazes I used to play games Now I'm playin' for the payment Born in '93, but my girl from the '80s Had to say it again to 'em Lot of niggas tried to stop me but I ran through 'em Lot of niggas didn't believe I waved my hands to 'em Now everybody know exactly what the man doin' Grown man music Pump it loud, go ahead and make a grand to it I just grab my pen and pad and let my hands do it It's Odd Future till I stop You heard my first music Now when you come and see me rock Bring a hearse to it You niggas... [Tyler, The Creator] Ignorant, Atheist, sound like a fuckin' monster Tall, skinny, lanky Bucket fuck it, badass posse Cops with angel wings in Hell Where they discounted murder With the Devil, he was formal And some Polo and some Dockers Dancin' with him, playin' vengeance, Cindi Lauper With some Crips in all red, like they playin' Red Lobster My bitch is White Italian, and be exact Mobster is her father And he'll kill me when he find out I'm readin' her Harry Potter, fuck him I'm a demon, fill your daughter up with semen With Supreme embroidered logos Makin' fun of homos cause it's funny Tommy rugby Hilfiger screaming nigger with the Klux I'm a fuckin' Nazi with a condom, barely give a fuck Odd Future Wolf Gang Fuck Lame, '91 We hockey fuckin' hogs and hit you with the Wolf Gang puck Trucks thunder, now she's in the trunk Wondering why she's 'bout to get rape and chopped up, lumber He said write a sixteen, but she was seventeen And I'm only eighteen and that statutory rape And if you fuckin' snitch on me I guess I'll make the great escape To have a date with your dead body And I cannot be late Might do a Ted Bundy I consider y'alls a haughty If they find me at my home guess I gotta fuckin' roam All alone in the streets, gotta hustle drugs for food Gotta sell beats for clothes if I really wanna eat Fuck You OFM bangin' on your motherfuckin' FM Fuck Tammy Fuck Tammy
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