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Oh, oh, oh
Oh, woah, woah

Bro just pulled up in a Mazi, see they're hating
I'm a Percocet power tripper, always ventilating
Tote a heater, turn your block into some bacon
Gutter boys, know we came straight from the basement

Backwood, Facebook, it's what I'm facing
Super Smash Bros, got a pole, it's known for taking, baking
Leave you in a box (R-rated)
Misplaced, outcast, always feeling jaded
Run up the sack, got big bag and blew your back in
Always been a pu**y, don't know why you acting
With my brothers, splitting all this money like a fraction
Saving bullets for my clip, you know that we had to irratio— (Oh, woah, woah)

(Saw you looking down from afar)
It's complicated kinda like a stolen car
Tiger Woods, three shots, tryna hit par
Run up, meet my chopper, lit just like a cigar
Counting this bread while I'm getting this monеy
I told her I love her, but that was a liе
Yeah, your b*t*h on my d**k and she hop like a bunny
I told her to stop, but she do not abide
Yeah, lil' brodie berzerk when he off of the Perc
Tryna merk, but I told him "Got no alibi"
Yeah, potato my clip, pull up, let it rip with a stick
And it turn your whole gang into a fry (Yeah)
Oh, how bad it hurt? I'm still asking her
For remorse, but it seems that she is so sure
Laying back, counting money like a f**king clerk
T-bone, big steak, leave you on a shirt
Bro just pulled up in a Mazi, see they're hating
I'm a Percocet power tripper, always ventilating
Tote a heater, turn your block into some bacon
Gutter boys, know we came straight from the basement (Oh, woah, woah)

I run sh*t
I be making bands, it's no discussion
Blow it in a week and then make it back like it's nothing
Talk sh*t, talk sh*t
Always acting toxic
Trending like a topic
Figure that I'm better off dead (Aye)
It's all in my head
Fighting all the time, all I want is a friend
And even when we talk, [?]
I put up my defense
Don't know who to depend on
Been wrong before
You're such a drag, you're such a bore
Make yourself so loud that I can't ignore
And I bet you're so proud that you've been here before
I hope you know that you're a b*t*h
I can't do nothing 'bout that
What's the deal, what's the sitch?
Pop another Prozac
Baby, where you at?
Yes I feel that
I know you feel that
Know you feel that, feel that
Bro just pulled up in a Mazi, see they're hating
I'm a Percocet power tripper, always ventilating
Tote a heater, turn your block into some bacon
Gutter boys, know we came straight from the basement

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