Hotbox Kill Bill: The Rapper

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Blunts, who got blunts?
Back from the dead like I'm 2Pac, stunt
Get the junt all snubbed, I've been listening to [?]
Kamehameha, got the wave back
All these fucking rappers and they can't rap
Ya'll soft serve, Gucci face tats
I've been the fucking best and they hate that
Trying not to end up in the snakes lap, uh
Playing like its Bust-a-Move
Tryna navigate, they ain't got a fucking clue
Tell you what to do, chill out, get dough
Hey, shit changes, mouth still gold
Boy, get change, get right, get rich
Some of ya'll rappers got thirty-six kids
Since I was a Jedi, been a dirty misfit
One up in the chamber, got thirty-six, bitch
Uh, we smoke, tryna hotbox in the ride
Blunt full of gas in the front of the dash
Got smoke creeping out the outside
Motherfucker ride, motherfucker smoke
Motherfucker ride, motherfucker smoke