[00:11.62][Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
[00:12.29]Yo, Badass don't act or pretend, back at it again
[00:15.92]Hit it from the back, she a addict within
[00:18.30]I got her on some **** like "I'm a get tatted for him"
[00:21.59]She a ride or die, slim, when she in the denims
[00:24.47]Remember it like it was yesterday
[00:26.29]Another case of "I ****ed your *****, *****" but a more clever way
[00:29.69]Caught in the room the elevate, said if you ever may
[00:32.31]Slip then hit her on the hip where the Beretta stay
[00:35.75]Catch me somersaulting my eyelids
[00:37.58]Awakened from a dream, just perceived how I live
[00:40.15]So it's make believe, rather unique
[00:42.63]Lavish, sweet all live in a rapper physique
[00:45.31]Hit up a show then after retreat back to the telly with freaks
[00:48.45]Pack up a bowl and we ain't even eat
[00:50.57]But we got a appetite for cookie creases and treats
[00:54.26]And they all got tricks up they sleeve
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[00:56.38][Verse 2: Dirty Sanchez]
[00:56.74]Mansion on the bridge, Mary Jane, **** your cigarette
[00:58.77]I'm laughing out loud, ask me if I'm still stressed, possessed
[01:01.74]Hope the boys in blue don't arrest yours truly
[01:04.32]Respect but suspect, protect your neck jewelry
[01:06.65]47s and Uzis, well-connected and recruiting
[01:09.28]I be with my Mexicans, I know they got the toolie
[01:11.96]I'm smoking doobies with like 20 of my goons
[01:14.64]Hotbox the whip and let smoke fill the room
[01:17.17]Even through my lenses, my sense is on the moon
[01:19.80]Dirty be the name and I came from the black lagoon
[01:22.78]I'm sick with the ink like infected tattoos
[01:25.05]Just one love but the two-three's branded on my shoes
[01:27.84]You would think I had a eighth the way I'm crushing them grapes
[01:30.36]Had her whining for a taste, that's why she's up in my face
[01:33.01]Them Apex taking over like we running with Apes
[01:35.67]What's the verdict? Nothing but a ****ing disgrace, *****
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[01:38.97][Verse 3: Nyck Caution]
[01:46.44]This ain't Quidditch but you know the snitch get caught
[01:49.07]Then get *****ed like the ***** she brought, throw your fit then walk
[01:52.11]When they clip all of your Christmas thoughts
[01:54.04]There's no giving when they take what you got
[01:56.46]Placed in the crop circle, doc with a smocksie
[01:59.09]Art what we drop, dropping car with Da Vinci, whimpering
[02:02.53]Leave that risk to your Pros
[02:04.45]Wrist full of stone, lapidate if they pass me the smoke
[02:07.53]I'm strapped and irate, daps from the fake
[02:10.22]Get me mad and I contemplate irrational mode
[02:12.95]Don't think about nada, strung you by your collar
[02:15.48]The flow father who balanced out his chromosomes proper
[02:18.25]I'm going home partner like Posada, they talk beef
[02:20.94]But toss the ensalada, peep the blue Impala
[02:23.47]There's arrogant cops who stay intruding
[02:25.54]Can't stop the 47 like protagonist in Absolution
[02:29.13]Them wack rappers who track-eluding
[02:31.05]Critic is a random student who use the era as a new rap influence
[02:34.59]Faster than ransom shootings or some cancer fluid
[02:37.18]I still kill and you can't lose it