Knives out, bitch I got my knives out
Fuck around and you'll prolly find out
Tony Hawk my grind, hit that Uzi Vert
I’m flying now, can't keep me down

Racks on racks on racks on racks I lost count
Final Flash burning the city down
Fuck a storm, you know I'm riding out
Over the clout, no 88, I rise out

I’m popping off again
Yuh Yuh Yuh
Said we're better off as friends
I am not your latest trend

Cupid still shooting blanks
Blue and red pill in my drink
Henny Holy Trinity
Converting all my enemies

I'm out of sight, don't know the time
Empty my mind, fill her all night
You said you wouldn't fall for me
You set the wrong difficulty

Now no more captain save a hoe
No more Paper Mario
You lost your chance get out of line
Maybe in another life
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