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Over The Top (feat. Drake) - Remix

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Zabuza

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LYRICS:

Got that 50 cal pen
Yeah there’s no one of my caliber
Barret in my hand
Take the head clean off the challenger

Got that itchy finger
Im quick to pull the trigger 
No limit on my ammo
Got them cheat codes call me Jigga

Thats LB RB X
if you know you know the rest
RB on my shit
Scribe this shit out with my Left

Right on the Trigger
Ill be Right Back then i Left
Rip X
Downed LB if im Left Back

Got them hooves on in my pen
No shoes on Call me Em
We talkin bout that GOAT shit
Round like MnMs

We talkin bout that cole shit
Time is all i got
The come up its so dirty
If im broke i got a lot

Yeah word to K dot
Good kid im coming up
Im from a Mad city
Chill in it running bars

Outer space flow
Yeah you know your boys from mars
Got them twisted roots
N A S A von Braun

Yeah im going over heads
On my hat shit
Back to back to back
Thats a hatrick

When the paper meets my pen
Thats a rap quick
Unlawful with the words
Thats a rap sheet

Yeah we pass each other by
Brushing shoulders avoiding eyes
We act like we despise
We the same fucking kind

Black or white i dont mind
Tear your skin off red inside
Wear the melanin in pride
Bridge the gap the great divide

Yeah we chasing after paper
Then the maker fuckin takes some
We slaving with that labour
Yeah we taking home some mad crumbs 

Its time we take our own funds
Its time to march to our drum
Escape the fuckin hum drum
Do this for our fuckin children

Spitting fucking mean
Got the greatness in my genes
A beast from 17
Call me kobe fuckin bean

Coming up we staying lean 
Yeah we headed to the feast
Wutang said it first
Yeah cash rules everything

Cash rules everything around
Chasing paper neighbours stay drowning
Ya focused on the fame on that clout ting
While i leave my name etched in the ground king

Spitting biggie shit
Hypnotising with my bars
Mo money and mo problems
Shieet wheres my first half

Swinging from my bars
Hittin 6’s out the park
Call me Brisbane Heat
Cos the temperature be fucked

Curry quick release
Yeah i stay hitting 3’s
Nothing but that swish
Like the J’s on my feet

Whippin in the kitchen
Serving straight fucking heat
All i rock is profits 
Bitch check the balance sheet

Scoop the ice out
I like my whiskey neat
Im on my junkie shit
Got that ice up in my veins

Clutch up call me dame
Pull up know im fuckin spraying
Scoring left and right
From the logo callin game

Fishing with no hook
Yeah Im still eating
If i clutch that second hook
Bitch you aint breathing

Circulation off
Now you stay dreaming
Wake up with the crown
Shit im still reining

Yeah im spitting its a clinic
Strap the mask on
Sit and witness 
Spitting livid in my civic
Beamer whats the difference

Wicked women want my digits
I say hol up let me pivot
Wicked women want my digits
Fuck it look at me its given

Its a taste its a snippet
Writ it in about a minute
Spark the skillet
Sauce i spill it
Mix it with the beat
I kill it (uh)

The plug you know i source it
BNE that’s where the sauce is
I don’t deal with losses
Talkin if the topic’s profits ayy

Lucky luciano
Capone carlo ye gambino
Talkin lansky talkin Siegel 
John Gotti yeah im Vito

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Rapping from Brisbane, Australia. 

On the come up 🔥

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