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[Hook]
Running a comma, for sho'
He said that he did it, I did it some more
He flexing his weapons, his shit all a joke
I'm smokin' my gas but I still never choke, aye
Bitch, I ball out and he broke
Bitch, I got money like, bitch, don't you know?
Whippin' the four, that's two more than my doors
Flippin' the pack and I bake it like dough, aye
That boy a joker, for sho'
He try make a message, I'm wipin' his nose
I'm puttin' his whole fuckin' trap to the floor
I'll kick in his shit if he copy my flow, aye
Who is he? Nobody knows
That is the point, this boy an unknown
But I would still take off his dome
Just like I'm Winston, I'm bustin' up ghosts

[Verse]
Shut 'em down like PC
Black and white hoes, static, TV, uh
Hundred rounds on Lеan Street
Don't want four doors, one less than three, uh
Everybody wan' bе me
By the time I end this EP, uh
I run this shit like John Cena
Bitch, you cannot see me, uh
Tazer heart haven hole
Fourth Eye, I'm angelical
Black smoke like I'm burnin' coal
But, bitch, I feel incredible
Blue rock, angle full
And your block is angel full
Balling on the court
But my skills are set intangibles