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    Put that shit in the air, og got me feelin' rare
    Flashy nigga, i don't care, pre-rolleds in my domier
    Louis shit for hoochie chicks who gon' flock in here
    Cause they hear i'm the hottest shit that's gonna drop this year
    Stop it, fear, domier the genesis
    Put flames to any shit, chiefin' like i'm an indian
    I don't think i'm a quit this shit, like i invented it
    Salute me gang apprentice-ship where you can't get no membership
    Simple with sentences, soft spoken like bitches lips
    Scathe yours, but here to take 'em back like we rented this
    So where my mental is, higher than the sky is
    The flyest, the flyer bitches wanna fuck a pilot
    Ignite it, the weed, the medicator supplied it
    The more doobie i smoke the more heavier my eyelids
    Exactly what fly is, comin' from the tip top
    Everybody wanna hate me like chris rock
    Catch another o of weed at the pit stop
    Wipe me down i'm blowin' paper cause my shit's hot
    Did you catch that? i'm scribblin' outside the lines
    Copped a couple g-shocks, my bitch said i should buy some time
    It's such a movie, this little excitin' life of mine
    Bomb-made bitch and a half asian concubine
    Genesis, what is life like for you?
    Raps, nice shoes, girls times two
    Fly shit, recognition of my whole crew
    I'm that nigga right now, watch me redefine cool, cool, cool

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