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Stop fronting like a drug lord, you ain’t an importer
Never pushed a fucking brick, you ain’t rich porter
You a bitch porter, this what happens to big talkers
I’ll make the call for your head like when they flip quarters
I spit torture, you shouldn’t start with me, you a bench warmer
I’m a contract killer, extended option, your bread shorter
If he getting out of order, I could sort him out
So if it’s beef, that mean I'm running up in porter house
Never pushed a fucking brick, you ain’t rich porter
You a bitch porter, this what happens to big talkers
I’ll make the call for your head like when they flip quarters
I spit torture, you shouldn’t start with me, you a bench warmer
I’m a contract killer, extended option, your bread shorter
If he getting out of order, I could sort him out
So if it’s beef, that mean I'm running up in porter house
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