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[Verse]

Guess who's back, the ones hardest

Fuck artists, I'm about to bombarde this (Like move)

No excuse me, no pardon

Make way, this is the rap shits don gorgon

I'm on some different kind of shit

On your feet cuzzy, I ain't got a root for you to kiss

I'ma boss that burst, rock down a bird

Cops aren't fucking with my balls or my word

So I'ma keep ducking the D cars

On the strip hard, bat as low as my jeans are

And we'll always be that bit better than you are (Yeah)

And I'ma jazz this up just like the Utah

I'ma keep repping the real stars

Dropping the sweet bars

Now this is the sweet part

Popping them freaks bras

Flock on the seat, rocks in my cheeks

Yeah we do this everyday of the week star