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Fuck wit′ it, I don't fuck wit′ it Fuck wit' it, I don't fuck wit′ it BITCH, FUCK WIT′ IT, I DON'T FUCK WIT′ IT BITCH, FUCK WIT' IT, I DON′T FUCK WIT' IT (Ayy, yaa) Bitch I been offa′ my rocker You offer me offers then offer it proper (Yea, ay) Take all of these martyrs and moppers I stalk in the dark with the doctor (Yea ay) The starter will barter their chakra is often-ly offa' the lager (Yea, ay) I'm harder than parking a copter at target with holiday shoppers (Yea ay) I′m rippin′ ya' bag, fuckin′ ya' face, hittin′ the zag (Wait, holdup) Drippin' the slag, stuck in the race, sick in the lab (Wait, holdup) Sippin′ the stag, puffin' the eighth, drink and I drag (Bake, holdup) Clickin' the nav, duckin′ outer space, kick her to the cab (Skate, HOLDUP) I ain′t got no fuckin' time for anotha′ dime piece, or a dub piece I just puff T.H.C. every time I WANT PEACE Ain't nobody fuckin′ wit' that gist no Never dissed, clever when I swish goal Get a list, settle with the script scroll Get ′em pissed, levels to this shit, HO Sever with the cleaver, when I get her leave her Never met her, but she's in the net I feed the hole back shots Get her wet, I leak her like somebody stole the fuckin' LAPTOP Way we laid up, I be in the buckets Shootin′ three pointers, never win the ruckus Is a street corner imma′ bring the cutlets Cut the beef for her when I swing the cutlas Don't be fuckin′ talkin' with them fish lips Throw the calamari on ya′ salad, sorry Hoes be fuckin' gawkin′ till the bitch trips Look, Mary Poppins look, WHERE WE WALKIN Don't be underestimatin' HOW FAR Bitch I′m done, yes I meant it Unprecedented Shun, regimented Sun, yes I dent it PUFFIN RESIN IN A TOWN CAR Bitch I spun, lesson number one Fessin′ and you peasants end up in the ground scarred Clip the tongue, press until its numb Restin' in the vessel wrestle till the pounds charred Every crumb, stressin′ with the hum Dressin' in florescent blessin′ the profound star Bitch I stun, medicine and fun Better sin or let us in to make the sound hard All these friends All these breeds All these trends All these hems All these sleeves All these chems All these fiends All these fuckin' lives ruined All these teens, what the fuck am I doin′ All these stems All these seeds All these pens All these gems All these weeds All these zens All these chi's What the fuck am I brewin', Never need what you all are lied to, and I don′t Fuck wit′ it, I don't fuck wit′ it (Ay) Fuck wit' it, I don′t fuck wit' it BITCH, FUCK WIT′ IT, I DON'T FUCK WIT' IT BITCH, FUCK WIT′ IT, I DON′T FUCK WIT' IT (Yea, yea)