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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Lovin' these hoes b*t*h, got different flavors Yeah, I am a villain, not hero, can't save her Yeah, walk through my crib b*t*h, everything paid for (Yeah) Look at my shoes, this christian to die for (Yeah) All of my homies and bros I would die for (Yeah) All of the sh*t in my pocket you'd die for (Yeah) Pull out a rifle extended, you die more (Yeah) Hating on n***as, you really should die w**** (Yeah) Walk in this b*t*h, yeah I cut with my chopstick (Yeah) Never mind, using my axe cause I chop sh*t (Yeah) Might pull out the glocky cause I gotta pop sh*t My b*t*h is asian, I eat her like pot stick (Yeah) Runnin' through the map, yeah I'll gas you like caustic (Yeah) Yeah, she drippin' so wet cause she leaky like faucet And she call me a Jedi cause I let the force hit (Yeah) King size my mattress but you sleep on floors b*t*h (Yeah) I think I'm f**ked up, I'm sippin' on Coors b*t*h (Yeah) I see the future, I'm openin' doors b*t*h Your pockets are weak and you couldn't endorse this Never could force this, what's next on the list man? It's diamonds and Porsches, check the horses (Yeah) Teaching these n***as I'm running a course b*t*h (Yeah) You gettin' straight A's in this sh*t like a dork b*t*h (Yeah) And I'll pick up his hoe like I'm usin' a forklift And you poor b*t*h Yeah, I'll cook on the beat like it's pork b*t*h Yeah, and you tappin' right out, that's your forfeit Yeah, and you runnin' straight out, let the door hit Yeah, and I'll cut through that n***a like bork hit Uh, and I'll pick up his b*t*h like a forklift Yeah, I'm turning these pussies to corpses Uh, and that b*t*h pa** the code like it's morses Yeah, new whip from Japan, it got horses Diamonds and rings that I flex in your face b*t*h (Yeah) Lookin' real jealous, well I'm in your way b*t*h (Yeah) Take up the space, got a whip like a space-ship (Yeah) Moving these pounds and these bricks cause my weight hit (Yeah) Yeah I'm looking at you all the time that you wasted (Yeah) Still in my DM's and begging for placements Yeah, my life like a movie man so many places Yeah, I walk in the store and it's more money wasted Got me trippin' like acid, I might pa** it Hittin' this song like a b*t*h cause I mac'd it It's a drum mag b*t*h with the hollows, I'm stackin' Look at the heat in the steel that I'm packin' Thick little shawty in the crib, eat like Pac-Man Yeah, run through the city in swag like I'm Batman Yeah, I'm throwin' out bands from the seat of the lap dance Yeah, my pockets is hungry, got bape, it's my fat pants Yeah, and you broke like her back did, shoutout NAPVID Cookin' a beat while a n***a stay snappin' Yeah, my pistol I packed it, uh, you just whacked it Yeah, kick back relax cause a n***a stay nappin' And I'm f**kin' that b*t*h cause her n***a stay fappin' Yeah, you think it's so funny and act like it ain't happin' Yeah, that's it b*t*h, uh, it's a wrap man Live in the sewer, you look like the Ratman, uh (Ratman, uh)
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