Acid Lyrics

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Not the bitch nor the politics
Private jets, deposit checks
Marijuana and quality test
I acquired a taste for the finest shit, racing exotic whips
You online starving like Oliver Twist
They offered to kill a line of fish, but that's not my twist
Tryna knock me out the mix, but that shit was an old-timer's trick, tuh
Trick knowledge what they call it
Every ornament on a pimp and trick bought it
They picked on us, the crib was boarded
You flip quarters, hit the corners
Smoker dipped off with my belongings
I tried to kill him when I caught him
Nigga had on my Jordans
Joe Montana, Miami Dolphins
These whorеs made voodoo dolls out the hairs of my pubics
Fall from my two balls
I knew all whеn the Rubik's Cube was solved
There's a lot of moving parts
I learned this art from a pool shark in a small pool with sharks
I brought the stick but not for the pool ball
I'm from a different school of thought
You can't be taught what I do at Juilliard
Teach ordinary humans to be God
Scooped a young beauty out the nudie bar with my Belugas on
Mami, don't let this opportunity be lost
Even though I'm sketch, she's still drawn to me
Shorty know not to pass on me like Maurice Cheeks
The story leaked, how I dropped a 40-piece
The audience was geeked
Bitch nigga, ain't shit sweet, pipsqueak

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