The Nac 3

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    That Cracka broke with no hustle, but he blames it on the Jews
    Blame it on the boogie Jackson 5 on me too
    They smokin doja dreaming bout the cat
    I'm tryna make moves
    How the fuck can I be claustrophobic lock me in the stu

    Dirty Diana I was at the Ross now I won’t dress for less
    They was talking shit but now it’s congrats on your success
    They want beef zero stress field to fork farm to fresh
    There’s plenty fish up in the sea, but that shit always comes with a catch

    They gave that boy a chance, the rapper that they wouldn’t answer
    Poking five deep full house, Danny Tanner
    My chopper gay have some respect when I'm in Wilton I got manors
    That Glock MCQueen, Alexander
    Let it sing just like the cantor

    They won’t forget my silhouette I'm looking through their window
    Get these rappers off my dick before I buy they ass a dildo
    I don’t give a fuck he’s sending shots. Tell that boy ditto
    Dreidel man, hammerhead shark, that boy a fucking minnow

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    Why you beefing with a kid though
    Why you talking to your pillow
    I was stretching shit fashitsho
    Book the opps, that would be a shit show
    I left a mark I call it skid row
    Cause they dissing on the big bro
    Extended clip, and it look like a hippo
    Why they want me to be a sicko

    Everybody around me crank, no yes Man
    Hundred round drum leave his ass no info
    I’ll leave them coins in the chest of a deadman
    She a lil nac nac she a lil nympho
    Used to jwett, now he do crypto
    Tiny Tim I like to tiptoe
    Jit was fucked up bout Calypso
    Hill bomb em no fransisco

    Paul. Revere the ops are coming I'ma let them peel
    Catch that boy and make him backflip like Jeleel
    Saddleback strapped like a horse, but I don’t got concealed
    You trying to be gangster I'm a be a starr mass appeal

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    That Cracka broke with no hustle but he blames it on the Jews
    Blame it on the boogie Jackson 5 on me too
    They smokin doja dreaming bout the cat
    I'm tryna make moves
    How the fuck can I be claustrophobic lock me in the stu

    Dirty Diana I was at the Ross now I won’t dress for less
    They was talking shit but now it’s congrats on your success
    They want beef zero stress field to fork farm to fresh
    There’s plenty fish up in the sea but that shit always comes with a catch

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