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Bitch I'm verified and I sound dope
Independent and I won't choke
If I see a River then I'm gone float
Imma build a castle
And a f*cking moat
So none of you f*ckers
Can come close
Keep it low key
I don't gotta boast
But when I f*ck your bitch
I do the f*cking most
Im talking
Kama sutra with a bunch of ropes
Listen
I got yo bitch masked up
But nobody robing shit
And I'm bout to go and get mines
And nobody stopping this
I get the profit bitch
But numbers they ain't shit
Just remember that Stimmy
Had told you so
F*ck a label
Im never gone sell my soul
Im feeling lately that
Im on a hell of a roll
I should keep going
This shit is for Sky and Levi
Don't ever question their spirit
You got something to say then I wanna hear it
Cuz imma turn all of you rappers
To shit
Expose everyone who ain't
Colder than this
Bitch I'm Stimmy Stimz
Didn't come here to loose
Nah
Bitch I came for the winny win
Try me get hit in the chinny chin
Open your eyes
Think for yourself
And don't sit with the lies
You know what's been going on
Don't act you stupid bitch
Because unless you stupid rich
Anyways all of you f*ckers are
Finna die know why
Cuz I'm back on that bullshit
Mr. Gotta flex 8 chains to look
Cool bitch
And I'm still pulling chicks in my wall mart drip
Hey look at this
It's A powers
And I'm stronger than twin towers
On my shit should've been showered
Prince Ali when I
Step into the building better
Make way
Shout out my father that's AK
I learned the game from him same way and shoot clay till our
Hands start aching
My bitch a demon for the Semen
She a sucubus
I know you probably wishing
That you could
But you can't f*ck with this
And as long as Stimmy Stimmy
Got a mic
You stuck with this
Tell me what it takes just to get verified
Cuz I ain't selling my soul
Oh no I'd rather die
And you know I'm with the Flok that's why I'm hella high
Just chuck me up the duces when I'm passing bye
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Now it's sounding like 8mile on the track ho
Dilly dally got my back ho
In the trap with my Glock cocked
Or on the farm with the back ho
Tattoos in the kitchen
Or out there inside the garage
You can talk shit you can get hit
Quick with uzimaki barrage
That's for my anime geeks
Cosplay freaks
Nah this isn't Batman
No I'm not saving shit
I'm the f*cking joker
With the devils grin
Don't pick a fight I got the crimson chin
Still Malibu and not henny hen
But I rather smoke and not drank
And I rather sniff and not smoke
I gotta couple bitches
Getting mad suspicious
About all the songs that I wrote
All the pretty pussy getting
Dicked down
I was last picked but I'm picked now
All those f*ckin lyrics and shit now
Meathead with the dope bars
Makin movies like pornstars
Ain't worried about foreign cars
And all of yo ice is irrelevant
Tell me what it takes just to get verified
Cuz I ain't selling my soul
Oh no I'd rather die
And you know I'm with the Flok that's why I'm hella high
Just chuck me up the duces when I'm passing by
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