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riding in the back of that F1 50
chauffeur me around New york
roll my window up pass my double cup
niggas know who we are
turnt up too much not no tourist 
but i way from BR
fucking a colombian wearing my cuban 
making my way to DR
because of my relationships 
we black these ships with illegal cargo
she a lil spoiled bad bitch
gotta buy her everything that got bar code
real subzero shit my neck my wrist my chest
my arm froze
and if you with me you safe in this bitch
i’m the only one with Alarmcode

feel like i play operation the way i be moving these chickens and elbows
i move the birds without touching them bitches my nigga i think ima scare crow 
i got a pistol and substance addiction
i spent half a decade in jail hoe
don’t fuck with no nigga was cuttin up niggas with iron i made from the cell
did time put niggas through hell
i got em in check i stayed to myself
i helped out my bitch i was healthy and rich
i had a CO hoe tryna suck on my dick 
and she fuck with the click bring the pack get me lit
for the meth and mojo sell that shit off the tier
i’d reach through the bars tell that boy here
if he can’t bring me money i put it on him
boy i out in that work they put you in that dirt 
really under the earth like a worm or a Gem
is it worth your life you fuck with me right 
or they slice ya throat from ear to ear 
we pass the gun from him to him
unbury that bitch and then we spin again 
we put that iron on so many men
you not bullet proof you not 50 cent

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Formerly known as EX.OD.US 
INSTAGRAM: @tayorricardxo

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Taylor Ricard