I drool on the mic, spit in its thickest form
My flows hot like the spickets warm
Guns automatic my lyrics rapid fire
My whole styles. Classic attire
Bastard on fire....tap n I'll retire...
Blast off....tax yall...with the mask off
Money a problem homie...
38 revolve him homie....problem we solve it homie
Llb reconition to whoever knows who said this
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