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Verse 1:
9-1-1! There’s a murder in this bitch
That got you deaf flow- shit that you ain’t heard of in this bitch
You gon’ get murked up in this bitch, man I got work up in this bitch
That pretty boy baby face: it’s got a smirk up in this bitch
That’s ‘cause I know that you can’t touch this, body guards and shit aside
And I ain’t talkin’ gang bangin’, just got skin like dragon’s hide
The College Dragon still within me, got me spitting dragon fire
Yall ain’t my sons but you call me father like a motherfuckin’ friar
Now let us move on to the next. I got guap like the Vatican
Man I ain’t talkin’ bank accounts, I mean there’s banks up in my crib
Of course there’s stacks up in my crib, pockets like Macks up on these hips
I swear I’ll fuck the world and leave her cumin’ back for all this dick
But I ain’t callin’ after fuckin’ there’s no message at the beep, brah
Or at the tone, or on the phone, cause I don’t give a fuck, you see brah
Now I’m in the club with your bitch, just wanna kick it like Bruce Lee, brah
If you try and fuck with me, I’ll leave you like a black and blue zebra
And even though its funny, we mean mugging so we don’t smile
You in our section acting shady, there’s 8 of us and you got no miles
I heard your life’s a movie on the big screen but it’s got no time
Call anybody but me the best, and your phone just won’t dial
Hook
‘Cause it’s Android Nugam, no IOS
The money call and say, “come get me” and I might go fetch
My wallets fat, yours skinny, on some lipo tip
These niggas tried to call me crap but there’s no dial tone. Shiat!
Verse 2
Land up on the track and I just proceed to kill it
Bitches see the money in wallet and start to stutter like their vocal chords on Skrillex
They start crying and they start cheering, like Beliebers in the building
Snap chat that cash in a couple seconds I make millions
Wooo
Ain’t nobody understand what I’m saying, like, “huh?”
Turn my swag on and reveal it like dan da da daaa!
Keep in moving like a bowling ball, pin ‘em to the ground
Hit ‘em with the Keri Hilson flow, man I’m knockin’ niggas down
Spitting a flood of lyrics – what a flow – and nobody can stop that
Rolling round Stoon in the winter with my top back
Tongue is on fire coz my mouth that’s a hot hatch
Spitting fire on these niggas like they told me that I’m not bad
Justin understand that, just in time to see me get stacks
And fresh chicks and sick whips, I’m 1 blue and you pretty much a set back
That means that you green nigga, all you do is envy nigga
Android I’m a beast nigga, so when you see a nigga, better greet a nigga
Verse 3
Return to the basics, origins of the word dial
Alexander Graham Bell, look what he did to the world now
Kill the messenger to send a message, who needs a bird now
Fucked the world, no relationship, look how it turned out
And the condom popped, so you all my sons
Shows how big I am and how hard I’ve come
It’s odd, I’m the one the Future’s running from
Nahhh..That’s just a bad, intended pun
Ain’t no beef, I’m a vegan rapper
But that won’t stop me from eating rappers
No homo – I ain’t 1 of those G rappers
Imma be a goat nigga like B Rabbit
On my Old Ronald McDonald tip
I kill your swag like a hollow tip
Through your fuckin pride as you swallow it
Since it’s going down, you may as well swallow it
And I’ll bury you in 1 of 100 coffins
All black with Kill Bill written on ‘em
But I ain’t killing Bill. I’m killing you
And these hoes and stacks, I’m killin’ ‘em too
No TV my life’s a highlight
I’m the S4 to your i5
Cartoon swag this the night life
Zeitgeist
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