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TEC

"888"

[Verse 1]
Oh, Akuna Mata
I get so much brain, Medulla Oblongata
Your nose full of sugar Johnny, "No Papa!"
The beat kicking in, VTEC like a Honda
Starting to feel more numb and harsh, like Vodka
But I tend to blow like an uzi without the drama
All about the cheese, call me Ronald McDonald
Only time i stay calm is with a lil marijuana
Crack a flow, crack a bottle for 50 cents
So addicting, nose sugar, but no M'Ms
Manage to keep it raw b*t*h like I was Eminem
Plus the mindset I'm in my own lane “I dont f**k wit them”
Lord a pretty motherf**ker girls attached ASAP
Might have to pay for pu**y via Amex
But if the pu**y so good I dont pay I pray, Amen
You gotta figure out how to play, find a game plan
Might have to slide in the dm’s like what it do boo?
In your head you know this b*t*h probably coo coo
But the only time sex is good is when she coo coo
Just no time for love that cheeks, its all doo doo
Oh like what's that? no buss back, I stay chilling I kick back
You're probably the whipped type to hold her umbrella
Ella, I'm the type to spread her legs like Nutella
Let me be her head honcho, the don, a gorilla

[Chorus]
I was a terror since the public school era
Give me 10, hold the Mac but R.I.P to Miller
Flow so smooth it moonwalk, no Thriller
I'm so cold, all ice no vanilla
I was the devil since Christ was born
But I'm going to heaven so ring the horns
I was the devil since Christ was born
But I'm going to heaven so ring the horns

[Verse 2]
Trying find a reality for all my dreamings
Cos it look like Afghan how I stack billions
It's a different world, got me like Drake in my feelings
But in this world I plan to stack all these millions
Better step back hoe, dont step on my Raf Simmons
Used my fashion type sh*t as beaters, I'm killing
Tearing this village, bars like Popeye with spinach
Feeling like Mr. West b*t*h I'm in this
pu**y boy you soft, crack you like a Kit-Kat
Kick back, talking about beef but you ain't inna that
Eating that, more than the meat it's a fist full
Same ratio as a drum mag so be careful
No clout demon, I'm a motherf**king clout god
Facebook statuses got me that round of applause
Give me 10 you'll realise I'm built no flaws
Fishing for attention in this rap sh*t, no rod

[Chorus]
I was a terror since the public school era
Give me 10, hold the Mac but R.I.P to Miller
Flow so smooth it moonwalk, no Thriller
I'm so cold, all ice no vanilla
I was the devil since Christ was born
But I'm going to heaven so ring the horns
I was the devil since Christ was born
But I'm going to heaven so ring the horns

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