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Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up!

Look, I just flipped a switch
I dont know nobody else thats doin this
Bodies start to drop Ayy, hit the floor
Now they wanna know me since I hit the top, ayy

This a Rollie, not a stopwatch, shit dont ever stop
This the flow that got the block hot, shit got super hot, ayy
Give me my respect, give me my respect
I just took it left like Im Ambidex
Bitch, I move through London with the Euro step
Got a sneaker deal and I aint break a sweat
Catch me cause Im goin Outta there, Im gone
How I go from six to twenty-three like Im LeBron?

Servin up a pack Ayy, servin up a pack
Niggas pullin gimmicks cause they scared to rap Ayy
Funny how they shook Ayy, got these niggas shook
Pullin back the curtain by myself, take a look, ayy

Im a bar spitta, Im a hard hitta
Yeah, Im light-skinned, but Im still a dark nigga
Im a wig splitta, Im a tall figure
Im a unforgivin wild-ass dog, nigga
Somethin wrong with em, got em all bitter
Im a bill printer, Im a grave digger
Yeah, I am what I am
I dont have no time for no misunderstandings again

My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin
This a Rollie, not a stopwatch, shit dont ever stop
From smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is

Future took the business and ran it for me
I let Ollie take the owl, told him brand it for me
I get two million a pop and thats standard for me
Like I went blind, dog, you gotta hand it to me
Gotta gimme that shit, dog
Prayed, then I prayed again Amen, Lord
Had a moment, but it came and went They dont love you no more
You dont wanna play with him Nah, nah, nah
Theyll be mournin you like 8AM R.I.P.

Pinky ring til I get a wedding ring Woah, yeah
Love my brothers, cut em in on anything Big slice
And you know its King Slime Drizzy, damn Ooh, yeah
She just said Im bae, I hit the thizzle dance Mac Dre shit, damn
Either hand is the upper hand Oh, yeah, shit
Got a bubba on my other hand Oh, yeah, shit, yeah
This shit aint no hundred bands Nah, nah, nah, nah
Palace look like Buckingham

Bills so big, I call em Williams, for real
Reasons to go crazy, got a trillion, for real
They been tryin me but Im resilient, for real
I cant go in public like civilian, for real
And I hardly take offense
Money for revenge, man, thats hardly an expense
Al Haymon checks off of all of my events
I like all the profit, man, I hardly do percents
I dont do that shit

A big part of me resents
Niggas that I knew from when I started in this shit
They see what I got and, man, its hard to be content
Fuck what they got goin on, I gotta represent, ayy

My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin

This a Rollie, not a stopwatch, shit dont ever stop
From smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin, from smokin the chicken, the bass is kickin
My head is spinnin
This the flow that got the block hot, shit got super hot

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