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Rough neck with the blunt breath I just took a blood test And they said I got no love left Left red like a drunk text Hide the bottle in a night gown Like the Crown Just wanna cross dress Grew up in a Godless complex But we progressed to a God complex Jumping on the street like it's hopscotch Fresh off scotch on my breath Criss-crossed Cig box in my breast pocket God bless Big long steps at the crib across Catch Cuz the kid's all set God bless Tip top tech cause I'm rich off web I'm the Internet's best God bless Pocket might bloat 'cause the money got folds Like Rick Ross neck Pocket might bloat 'cause the Pocket might bloat 'cause the Rick Ross rat race Wrist on frappé Ice like I'm trying to make a black blue bruise break Ice like nice watch Ice like Icy-Hot Hot, but she only bust it open for the ice, that's an ice box Box with a pine box Like it's Kill Bill Pop pills, pull a mind rot Brain rot Heavy artillery to my brain top With so many damn hair triggers that a drain clog I'm in no man's land, but I still play ball I can make a grand stand kinda like baseball Black pants, black shirt, looking like an eight ball If I go to war, treat the bullets like they paintballs I be at the top of the tank in a tank top T put his tongue on a 20k tab Good job made a rim job out a bank job Good job made a rim job out a bank job Face off like it's bath salts eat a face off Blue box, pulling out a Bernie like Madoff Blue box, pulling out a Bernie like Sanders Sick brain, hope it ain't cancer Show the great manners Protégé I motivate then roll away like campers Where the fuck is Token? Answer He be getting head from your deer like antlers Rough neck with the blunt breath I just took a blood test And they said I got no love left Left red like a drunk text Hide the bottle in a night gown Like the Crown Just wanna cross dress Grew up in a Godless complex But we progressed to a God complex Jumping on the street like it's hopscotch Fresh off scotch on my breath Criss-crossed Cig box in my breast pocket God bless Big long steps at the crib across Catch Cuz the kid's all set God bless Tip top tech cause I'm rich off web I'm the Internet's best God bless Pocket might bloat 'cause the money got folds Like Rick Ross neck Pocket might bloat 'cause the Pocket might bloat 'cause the B-A-B-Y B-O-N-E La-di-di-da Singing my life away Used to siphon gas, lurking through garbage cans Feel like a possum Neighborhood robin, nobody around me starving I eat, we eat, BBL, pink toes Put it all on me, baby, know what I want Everything Amazon, I don't go to the mall Never leave my crib, only wash my balls When your bitch come through I get respect 'cause I paid my dues I'm breaking my neck if I'm aiming at you 45s, MAC-11s, and a AR-2 Faggot-ass fuckboy looking at me cuz None of these hoes are looking at you Yuh Break out my coffin, I'm feeling like Uma Who would have thought I would get all this mula Stacking my bread, I'm feeling like Gucci 007 in an all-white hoopty Baby bone and token Two silhouettes coming out the smoke and chain smoking I'm a Florida boy, no West Coasting I'm a Florida boy till I'm croaking Rough neck with the blunt breath I just took a blood test And they said I got no love left Left red like a drunk text Hide the bottle in a night gown Like the Crown Just wanna cross dress Grew up in a Godless complex But we progressed to a God complex Jumping on the street like it's hopscotch Fresh off scotch on my breath Criss-crossed Cig box in my breast pocket God bless Big long steps at the crib across Catch Cuz the kid's all set God bless Tip top tech cause I'm rich off web I'm the Internet's best God bless Pocket might bloat 'cause the money got folds Like Rick Ross neck Pocket might bloat 'cause the Pocket might bloat 'cause the