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Bring on the violence

My words will leave 'em dead silent

In the jungle a lion

Slimy snake, just like a python

Aint flirting, but my eye on

Move to fast, spray iron

My nigga, what's the Science?

High like pelicans fly on

They watching from the sideline

They could be fans or Zion

Let's let bygones be bygones

God knows I need a challenge

The music giving balance

I'm Bobby Shmurda dancing, but I could still do damage

Taking flights, I'm landing

Flying to Ibiza with Deeva, I got a visa

This shit just a teaser, I'm meaner, I can get evil

I shoot like a needle, Ill fold you and leave you fetal

I don't like to argue with people, get shot like Tito's

You just a placebo, acting like don cheadle

A new legacy, they jamming this shit in space

Check the mezzanine, she decorating the place

It ain't no checking me

Just do it, you get erased

Get brought to reckoning

I'll lose it, look at my face

From house sectioning

Now lit, look at the place

IG model sexin me, she lick, she got some taste

You ain't nothing special g

I peeped copy and paste

Bitch

Ain't gotta think about it

I ain't 2pac

Hit me up, I got some pack too

This that new Glock, that'll Stick yo ass like tattoos

I muscle new jocks, big nuts, I got a strap too

She need a new rock

We drink on remy I'm like papoose

You need to cool out

2 2 3s Wiggins with the splash dudes

This that new pop, on the hip, like your dad do

Watch my new drop

I'm on some shit, this shit past due

Socrate, Aristotle, Plato all in the booth, my nigga