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First 48 Lyrics

[Intro]
Like a circus freak!

[Verse 1]
Look, go on make em clap, make em do that
And when this n**** rap, they be like "Who dat?"
She in the party super wet, where the pool at?
I got a big head, so my hat adjust to 2 snaps
Money to the ceiling, tell me where my roof at
Your pants too tight, maybe you just too fat
Just a cheetoh with doritos, yea, I lay em like du-rags
Boy, I know why you mad, cause my chain stoopid
And your girl leaning all on me
I'mma give her a couple of drinks, then I put her a** to sleep
Bedtime, if she come she a freak
Then you read them headlines that she f****** with C.B
What you mean? I'mma ball out
I'm driving s***e ships, I threw my cars out
What I call a garage, you call a house
Live in that hole in the wall, you are a mouse
They be like "Chris, you killing it." Soprano
Valet tryna steal my keys, n**** this ain't no piano
What you mean? I'm the president, but f*** a bout a panel?
They gonna have to change the channel, cause its way too much to handle
Yep, haha
All that bullshit, I ain't hearing it
Cause I'm on point, like a pyramid
And I'm flushing you t***s, killing s***
Only hear two words, n**** sick!
I'm the B-E-S-T-E-S-T
I'm in that Range, you in that low key
Off that super loud, the car smoking, but it's Friday
What up Smokey?
d***, man all these cameras are bananas
And the waitress hate me, hope she don't spit in my sandwich
Yea, ya'll can't get at me like a mention
Indirectly, ya'll respect me, because this BOY IN DETENTION
But still I walk around too proud
Neighbors mad at me, cause I f*** too loud
You would think I was police, how I move crowds
V-A-gina! Two up, two down
Team Breezy, yea I'm reppin it
We the s*** boi, so don't step in it
I'm all about my stripes, like a veteran
And it's getting too late, I need to take my medicine
Ok, ok let me go
n**** be shining, and oh soul glow
Boy, look at all these diamonds
And my chain so heavy, and my neck be whining
Can't see you, all I see is my shades
Girl, got her giddy giddy, Frankie Lymon
I make her c** like clockwork
What you call that? Perfect timing
They call me Hercules
Just like a slave, she working me
Know she off that bong weed, when she smoking and got them purple leaves
7-Eleven head, no hands when she slurping me
Then she swallowed my sword, like a circus freak
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