(Woo-woo) They thought I was motherfuckin' pilgrim (Damn, bih')
They thought I was motherfuckin' pilgrim (Yeah)
Geeked up, member, top dog, real top dog
We just pulled up outside, got it all like a pilgrim (Pilgrim)
Why they like this sound? I fuck they eardrum (Shh, shh)
Call me like a coin, I make that money pump
Yeah, shoot 'em with that buck shot, I'm pump
Fuckin' these twats up, uh (Ha)
We been fuckin' these knots up, we done got these bands up (Bands up)
(Ooh) Make the money twerk like a motherfuckin' dancer
I can do whatever the fuck, I won't get cancelled
(Ooh) Why you join this army? You gon' serve these fuckin' bands (Ah)
(Ooh) Don't tell me shit 'bout what the fuck you ever can do
(Ooh, ooh, ooh) You can show me books, I'm gon' burn us like a candle
Bitch, I'm front and center, yeah, Julius Randle
New York like the knicks, and I still got my shank, huh
Mini gun on top of that blick (Boop-boop-boop), sitting on that tank
And I still got my army, yeah, fuck what you think
Yeah, I'm still a drug addict, still sippin' mighty, yeah
Shawty don't even know what's up with them, we overseas
Most them don't even know the CEO, that's how I see it
All my baby suck my dick every time I pull my pants up
You say you get this bread, but you work at Quiznos
Yeah, only real ones know what's that
A lot of brothers ain't have my back
I'on feel a way, I cut them off easy
Yeah, I take that slice, and take that shit cheesy
Yeah, all them rats, all them mice, Swiss cheesy
Yeah, I'm Jesus with these thorns, bitch, I'm still bleeding (Doo-doo-doo)
I was young when I seen them aliens come (Doo-doo-doo)
They told me what to do and what to run (Eh)
I'on even try to be mean or try to be this or that (Bih')
I try to do what the fuck I do and run that back (Oh yeah)
(Awoo) They forgot awoo, like I would, I'm the wolf, yeah
Taliban my head like a shaman, like a monk, yeah (Awoo)
Yeah, you gettin' chewed, bitch, like some bubble gum that's run through
Top dog, big boy, yeah, I do my grunt (Uh)
No, we not no quarterbacks at all, but we gon' punt through (Awoo)
Yeah, I fuck that twat up, show me what that cunt do
They see seven on seven tied, I'ma teach you 'bout severance
Least I know how to turn it, 737 on bad mitten
Lil' bitch banded, we gon' give you a baby
Tuck you in your bed and we passin' you the blinky
Rolly-polly .308, we shoot 'em like the minky
I ain't sober, I'ma geek soldier when I'm drinkin'
(Huh, yeah, yeah, hol' up) Hold your thought, shut the fuck up while I'm thinkin'
(Huh, hol' up, hol' up, huh) Big gun, big truck, pull up with that minky
(Huh, yeah) Watch 'em fall down like you drown, like you sinkin' (Sink)
Yeah, I cut you off like I'm blind, ain't no blinkin' (Yeah, woo)
(Woo-woo) They thought I was motherfuckin' pilgrim (Damn, bih')
They thought I was motherfuckin' pilgrim (Yeah)
Geeked up, member, top dog, real top dog
Ran off on the ???, we popped out and shoot a motherfucker
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