The Weekend

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Im only getting better I come through steppin' UnKoolKidd reppin'. Killing mothafuckas with my mental weapon I'm never running out of ammo, I'm Rambo I stand out, and you suckas fit in like camou - flage. And I'm flawless, chillin with a boss bitch Ah shiit, out of this world like rockets Contaminating mics cause I'm too sick, Making music is a disease that I'm koo wit. Squares get it twisted like rubixs cube, And I do this dude! Easy like the fifth letter But I'm a seventh letter, cause I'm a "G" She gave me that P, and I gave her that D Like I was playin defense. Her panties started leakin Had to swim the deep end, we fuckin to The Weeknd Biiiitch! After we through, I had to dip Dropped the chick to the side after we fucked in my whip I'm a typical, lyrical, individual guy They say its a miracle because I'm to fly, And when they see me, my enemies run and hide The odds is on my side like nation wide. Baby girl I'm too fly.. You can find me up in the sky.. I said baby girl I'm to high.. I couldn't touch down If I try.. Tellin all the haters bye.. Peace out mothafucka! .. ... .... Peace out mothafuckaa