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Burners in the trench But I've told you not to play with it (How the fuck you gon' start with me) (There's no introductions) (How the fuck you gon' start) (Just jump in!) Hammers with cockback, dollas that crock that Crowds who rock pack, fossils with top cats Black tuxedos and tophats Backwoods and bags, hash blocks tastin' like chocolate Watch this! Vigilante come in handy on some tooly shit Cops tryna play me on some movie shit This ain't a movie script Fair fine flights over a new height(?) Colorful wrist, crayon shit, rainbows radiate Regulate delegates, overflow the delicate Exterminate ya with etiquette The snitch murderer, beats the shop holdin' a chop The Beaty Cap covers my skull like a burglar My own purpose is obviously purport, machinery gats Cash by the stack, showin' niggas the purpose So stop purpin' before I put the hurtin' on yo person Quit while you ahead, nigga Cold turkey Songtexte (How the fuck you gon' start with me) (There's no introductions) (How the fuck you gon' start) (Just jump in!) SB patches and kicks, I heat it up like sting fish Free wishes for this, experience bliss I'm a lifer, still goin' in hittin' the streets hard Find me where somebody pluggin' mics up from No Town to O Town bruh You know it's on, keep it goin' Sooner or later you'll finally end up in yo town, collectin' Swervin', block bending, yeah, servant Even got birds to bring the birds in The Don, technically advanced like ? You just a pinball machine doin' digital gong My dawgs'll eat you, pull out cans of cream and wheat you Turn yo body into meat suit, ? What up, peoples, I'm working with the great mind Don't even worry bout me, y'all, shit is lethal Peace equal, I'm in this, givin' people the business To win this, or pure independence Yeah, that's it! Aus Songtexte Mania