The Black Narcissist "No Stringz"

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Yeah, yeah, yeah. Enough for all this mushy shit. It's narcissistic entertainment. Man, bust these motherfuckers heads open. Candy cane, bubble cushion, foreign chopper in my truck. Hunterproof, poppin' pills, get in brain while I stut. Black boss paid the cost. See no strings when I'm lost. Everybody love me, bitch. My swag run deep like Randy Moss. Candy cane, bubble cushion, foreign chopper in my truck. Hunterproof, poppin' pills, get in brain while I stun. Black boss paid the cost. See no strings when I'm lost. Everybody love me. Bitch, my swag run deep like Randy Moss. My third, trying to fresh these pumping bitches I don't like. All the baddies suckin' pussy, workless niggas, made on black. Scanless niggas see the ice. Cut the deck, I'll take your life is deeper than the engineer producers and a fucking mic. Hard pressed to find a mimic. Carbon copy or a clone. I deliver like Malone. Talk that jazz like Jerry Sloan. I feel Jackson's in my pocket, top of the key. I flip my Kobe. Past hitch on niggas. Eight my twenty-fours make bitches hungry. You keep changing, stay in my shirt. I'm shitting on niggas with a smirk. Your beauty's acting juvenile. My cash money make your baby smile. Manny first, that's what she thinkin'. Wanna minage, be my boo. I'm too heathen while I'm breathing. The captain curve, you bitch, I'm cool. Let it boil till it rock. Twist your wrist and make it spin. Blades made beginners. Where I'm from, we use the safety pin. Lame niggas taking notes, the realest shit they ever wrote. Credit the black narcissist, sissy niggas, this too late the cloak, candy cane, bubble cushion, sport and chopper in my trunk, hunterproof, poppin' pills, get in brain while I stut. Black boss paid the cost. See no strains when I'm lost. Everybody love me, bitch. My swag run deep like Randy Moss. Candy cane, bubble cushion, foreign chopper in my trunk, hunterproof, poppin' pills, get in brain while I stut. Black boss, pay the cost. See no strains when I'm lost. Everybody love me, bitch. My swag run deep like Randy Moss. You have the man, you claim to be subjected. Check your jealousy. Knowin' I'm the realest nigga. Breathing with no felony. The root of evil smell on me. Muggin' me your specialty. Get it off your chest like breast cancer, bitch. I stain your teeth. Choke you out, just rub your cheek. Cruel jump bad, I love the heat. Delp it tuck, don't make them sleep. Fuck them stuck on bitch on street. The drill I puffed don't cost me daddy. Double park at Magic City. Got a bitty bad as fuck. That try to drown me when we fuck. She don't come, then she don't suck. Smack her lips and call your blood. Do the type that trick your rent. She my type that treat a pimp. Snaking shrimp, acid tits, getting surfy in the fix. Get me feelin' like a king. She sucked me like a peppermint. She independent with what kid. Baby daddy, broke and jealous. Say at bay, he knows my name. Narcissistic niggas ducked them pellets. Over zealous, get the biz. Your niggas know I speak the truth. Get on pass, cause I'll try. Your pussies need to float the proof. Candy cane, bubble cushion, foreign chopper in my trunk. Underproof, poppin' pills, get in brain while I stun. Black boss made the cost. See no strains when I fossil. Everybody love me, bitch. My swag run deep like Randy Moss. Candy cane, bubble cushion, foreign chopper in my trunk, unapproof. Poppin' pills, getting brain while I stun. Black boss paid the cost. See no strains when I fossil. Everybody love me, bitch. My swag run deep like Randy Moss. Poppin' slugs, I've been a sucker, acting like he wanna cross. Ain't no thing to me. I put some bullets where you used to talk. Little niggas, bold as fuck. Don't you know I'll kill your ass? Hop up out the ground, bit, cock the nine and murk your ass. Lazy niggas always broke, but always got a pack of pips. Nose drippin', talking shit. Bitch, you soft like pocket lit. Disrespect, narcissistic. I'ma show you how these pistols play. 17 up in your carcass, rougue rain on your parade. Gryin' like a bitch, apologetic. Cause your flesh numb. Kick you in your face my 30 times till the cops come. Bitches call me ignorance. I'm sinner, guess I'm up the hook. Throw away up in her bag. Bounce or flirtin', ain't gon' look. A lot of niggas wanna see me stressed out or stretched out. Try to guide me through the light. Like the D's with cleavage out. Hate the borrow, hate the bed. Hope my father hear my pain. Drain for paranoia. Hate the rules, my nigga, not the game. Candy cane, bubble cushion, foreign chopper in my trunk, hunter fruit, poppin' pills, get in brain while I stun. Black boss, hate the cost, see no strings when I'm lost. Everybody love me, bitch. My swag run deep like brandy moss. Candy cane, bubble cushion, foreign chopper in my trunk, hunter fruit, poppin' pills, get in brain while I start. Black boss, hate the cost, see no strings when I'm lost. Everybody love me. Bitch, my swag run deep like brandy moss. Candy cane, bubble cushion, for my trunk, hunter fruit. Narcissistic entertainment. Two thousand costs, see no string. Sixty three six eight nigga. Bitch, my swag run deep like brain. We ain't playing no strings when I fall. You know what I'm saying? Not because I'm a motherfuckin' pimp, cause I'm vomiting on motherfuckers. Niggas respect me or get disrespected, nigga.