Master Splinter

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[Intro] You hop on any of them niggas beats, and you fuck with me, I'm not fuckin' with you, nigga [Chorus: ohsxnta] No, I can't shop at Saks I spent like ten bands on a bag Hop on a flight, now I'm jet lagged (Straight like that, nigga) Niggas be cappin' in they raps I'm making bands, I don't got to rap I ain't iayze, I don't got to rat I'm in the trap, rolling up this Backwood Nigga, don't come in my hood Mama told me I'm a rich bastard And I'm fucking yo' ho, go ask her I'm in the trap, phone, don't answer Yeah, yeah When yo' ho with you, she boring When yo' ho with me, she a dancer [Verse: ohsxnta] That boy want smoke, I'ma give him cancer Yeah, broke nigga, freelancer I'ma fuck her, then I pass her That boy a rat, like Splinter Master Fuckin' that ho, tell me, "Go faster" Yeah, shoot the blick, I'm a packer I need the Green Bay, like a Packer Said he gon' rob me, he a Cracker (These niggas switchin' on 1vory for no reason, 1vory didn't—) I'm going up, think I need a ladder He a broke nigga, he don't matter That ho eat me up, like a platter Ayy, boy, I get the blues, I cannot lose Calling me broke, that boy a fool Yeah, smoking on gas, I don't do the JUUL That nigga talking on gang, I'm upping them tools Boy, I'm too sick, I got the flu I'm with them real niggas and they up in the Zoo I'm with them real niggas and they bussin' the news He say he got bands, that boy capfood No, I can't go out like you I got a Glock, why would I fight you? I don't love you, I one night you And his pockets small, like Caillou [Bridge: ohsxnta] Damn, go Damn, go, go [Chorus: ohsxnta] No, I can't shop at Saks I spent like ten bands on a bag Hop on a flight, now I'm jet lagged Niggas be cappin' in they raps I'm making bands, I don't got to rap I ain't iayze, I don't got to rat I'm in the trap, rolling up this Backwood Nigga, don't come in my hood Mama told me I'm a rich bastard And I'm fucking yo' ho, go ask her I'm in the trap, phone, don't answer Yeah, yeah When yo' ho with you, she boring When yo' ho with me, she a dancer [Outro: twentywrld] I don't give a fuck about none of that shit, bruh, at this point, y'all niggas got to see my ones, bruh, no cap, I'm not playing with them niggas no more, bruh, y'all niggas is weird
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