Kidnap Mark Cuban Then Hide Away In Cuba
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Technique? TECHNIQUE?!
Technique technique technique technique technique?!
First I do this, spin it around, stop
Double-take three times, and, here we go, pelvic thrust!
Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo-hoo!
Oo, uh. On your right foot, don't forget it!
And, bring it around town
And a little of this, and a little of that, a little of this
THIS, THAT, THAT, THAT THAT THAT
THATTHATTHATTHATTHATTHA-THA-THA-TH- THE-
Fuck is you talkin' bout
Niggas tryna revolt for the fuckin clout
I be ready to shoot for my brothers
You trypophobic, you afraid of a hundred rounds
King of fighters and king of the underground
Never fold when executives come around
Intellectual property just be a robbery
Tryna keep niggas in poverty
Shots finna hurt a nigga heart like a prenup
Hole in his chest bout the width of a C cup
Black janitors at the Capital watch me clean up
Crush ya clavicle have you coughin', General Grievous
Trauma from Maafa, Lord knows I ain't with the talkin, aye
Misbalance of power, I bridge the gap like a comma, aye
Calmer than the tides when they come in waves with the weapons, aye
Smiled while I shot like "We Need to Talk About Kevin"
Lil Z'e with the hand cannon
If we can't touch you then guarantee that ya man's damaged
I had to hop off the porch and rip off the damn bandage
Wouldn't be rappin' if it wasn't for that disadvantage
Please please don't ruin my suit!
Niggas violent in my replies, I usually disregard 'em
I can't be afraid of a nigga tweetin' bout Lori Harvey
Panoramic visions of Blackness that's why the hood adore me
Crackas steady tryna pan Africans like they Marcus Garvey
Made peace with the opps and then I robbed em, I'm a hypocrite
Said she never fucked a communist but now she diggin' it
Old bitch tellin' me that I been different since when we was kids
Asked me what that's all about I said that's that Flo Milli shit
Trend savvy, been savage
I salvaged the relics from insurrection
Live lavish, get ravaged
I balance the rage from my abjection
Bids perish, kids vanish
God finna purge my opps like disinfectant
So many shots to the back of his mind
That the lead feel like it's a retrospective
All of you, my sons, feel like, Idi Amin
Blade thru his lungs feel like, COVID-19
Glock got a stalk, Ima, keep it a bean
Have em runnin' from them shots like a fuckin' vaccine
Swear it ain't enough just to say you niggas is lackin'
How you cupid shufflin' with the niggas that killed your daddy
All my homies recommend that you keep the piece in the caddy
But I keep in my khakis, she think I'm tryna get nasty
Lil Z'e with the hand cannon
If we can't touch you then guarantee that ya man's damaged
I had to hop off the porch and rip off the damn bandage
Wouldn't be rappin' if it wasn't for that disadvantage
Lil Z'e with the hand cannon
If we can't touch you then guarantee that ya man's damaged
I had to hop off the porch and rip off the damn bandage
Wouldn't be rappin' if it wasn't for that disadvantage
Technique technique technique technique technique?!
First I do this, spin it around, stop
Double-take three times, and, here we go, pelvic thrust!
Woo-hoo! Woo-hoo-hoo!
Oo, uh. On your right foot, don't forget it!
And, bring it around town
And a little of this, and a little of that, a little of this
THIS, THAT, THAT, THAT THAT THAT
THATTHATTHATTHATTHATTHA-THA-THA-TH- THE-
Fuck is you talkin' bout
Niggas tryna revolt for the fuckin clout
I be ready to shoot for my brothers
You trypophobic, you afraid of a hundred rounds
King of fighters and king of the underground
Never fold when executives come around
Intellectual property just be a robbery
Tryna keep niggas in poverty
Shots finna hurt a nigga heart like a prenup
Hole in his chest bout the width of a C cup
Black janitors at the Capital watch me clean up
Crush ya clavicle have you coughin', General Grievous
Trauma from Maafa, Lord knows I ain't with the talkin, aye
Misbalance of power, I bridge the gap like a comma, aye
Calmer than the tides when they come in waves with the weapons, aye
Smiled while I shot like "We Need to Talk About Kevin"
Lil Z'e with the hand cannon
If we can't touch you then guarantee that ya man's damaged
I had to hop off the porch and rip off the damn bandage
Wouldn't be rappin' if it wasn't for that disadvantage
Please please don't ruin my suit!
Niggas violent in my replies, I usually disregard 'em
I can't be afraid of a nigga tweetin' bout Lori Harvey
Panoramic visions of Blackness that's why the hood adore me
Crackas steady tryna pan Africans like they Marcus Garvey
Made peace with the opps and then I robbed em, I'm a hypocrite
Said she never fucked a communist but now she diggin' it
Old bitch tellin' me that I been different since when we was kids
Asked me what that's all about I said that's that Flo Milli shit
Trend savvy, been savage
I salvaged the relics from insurrection
Live lavish, get ravaged
I balance the rage from my abjection
Bids perish, kids vanish
God finna purge my opps like disinfectant
So many shots to the back of his mind
That the lead feel like it's a retrospective
All of you, my sons, feel like, Idi Amin
Blade thru his lungs feel like, COVID-19
Glock got a stalk, Ima, keep it a bean
Have em runnin' from them shots like a fuckin' vaccine
Swear it ain't enough just to say you niggas is lackin'
How you cupid shufflin' with the niggas that killed your daddy
All my homies recommend that you keep the piece in the caddy
But I keep in my khakis, she think I'm tryna get nasty
Lil Z'e with the hand cannon
If we can't touch you then guarantee that ya man's damaged
I had to hop off the porch and rip off the damn bandage
Wouldn't be rappin' if it wasn't for that disadvantage
Lil Z'e with the hand cannon
If we can't touch you then guarantee that ya man's damaged
I had to hop off the porch and rip off the damn bandage
Wouldn't be rappin' if it wasn't for that disadvantage