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Yo, Whoo Kid, it's time

Okay, engine in the boot, barely room to put the seat back
People switchin' up actin' cold, I got that heat pack
You ain't got no bread for the beat, I need the beat back
Flow so sharp, so dope, I caused a relapse
Woo, haha, I'm back again
I'm on my first letter in my acronym
Did a bid for having straps, but I'm strapped again
Told my bitch: We ain't parkin' unless I'm backin' in
You know these YN's be lurkin', lookin' for niggas lackin'
Sneakin' in the front just so I can get my backend
Grandma tellin' me to chill so I don't go back in
Devil tellin' me to slap 'em if he keep on rappin'
Shut the fuck up, these niggas talk too much
I was sick of being broke so I told 'em: Cough it up
Told them niggas: Hurry up: If not, I'm finna chalk 'em up
You better run when you see me walking up

What do I got (huh), what do I got? (To lose)
Let me show you what I got (shit)
What do I got (uh-huh), what do I got? (To lose)
Let me show you what I got (shit)

What do I got (uh-huh), what do I got? (Mm, I done had two 600s, a new 4-10)
Let me show you what I got (yeah, so basically the bills never end)
What do I got (uh-huh), what do I got? (Mm, okay, what he gon' do when he see you)
Let me show you what I got (and he don't got no money coming in)

I had dreams of fuckin' an R&B bitch
Then I fucked an R&B bitch
A lover boy, but I got that dog in me
Kind of crazy so don't try to go to war with me
All I see is forfeiting, I'ma end it morbidly
Don't make me go Marshall Mathers with a little bit more 50
Open up them doors and see that you don't want war with me
You niggas ain't competition, I'm number one as far as I see
And I don't see nobody, 'cause all you niggas is weak
And all you niggas is cappin' pussy and dressing like cheeks
You telling people we brothers, shit, you be lying through teeth
I don't even see most of my haters so we can't even beef
I'm that nigga that sold them point-fours like they was fives
While I was on probation in front of my house
I walk with a sawed-off that scratched up my thighs
So why the fuck would I ever be scared of you guys?

What do I got (huh), what do I got? (To lose)
Let me show you what I got (shit)
What do I got (uh-huh), what do I got? (To lose)
Let me show you what I got (shit)

What do I got (uh-huh), what do I got? (Mm, I done had two 600s, a new 4-10)
Let me show you what I got (yeah, so basically the bills never end)
What do I got (uh-huh), what do I got? (Mm, okay, what he gon' do when he see you)
Let me show you what I got (and he don't got no money coming in)

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