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Phosphate Yuh, ayy, yes sir Okay, yup, ayy, bitch Gated community Bourbon, I'm trappin' You don't own a fitted but you still be cappin' I don't look like I'm supposed to be rappin' I hop in this bitch and I made my own fashion (Bop, bop) In my own bedroom recording I never be slackin' If you wanna feature then get to the stackin' (Bop, bop) Hopped out the water I feel like the kraken Plug him my line so I had to go tappin' Busting a juug at the Aria Playing with sticks he would think that it's Far Cry (Far Cry) If he want the beef then we turn it to Five Guys (Five Guys) Pouring a deuce into my Gatorade Riptide (Wow) Making these plays, feel like I'm Clyde Run up the pack, Carlos Hyde You saving that girl, at least you tried (Tried) Smoking this purple eighth, now I am fried Wearing Asics I don't f*ck with the Tom's Bitches fake and they say they reading psalms But she was at EDC all along I'm up at the crib posted with my moms You're turning your rights into some wrongs I'm up on a flight smoking that strong High as a kite, no Tommy Chong (Ok) Three grams in the wood I can't f*ck with the bong [Caesura] God damn, I'm really way too good at this shit I'm not even gonna lie Ayy Three grams in the wood I can't f*ck with the bong Your bitch in my bed, I ripped off her thong Shout out to K$upreme I got a glizzy, it came with the beam Feeling like Trippie, I hit him with the gleam I just spilled Texas all over my jeans Shoot first like I'm Mahmoud Abdul-Rauf Hit the plug one time and I got three pounds of the boof I'm sorry I had to slime your ass at the Family Fare but I need your loot Feel like I'm Lil Nas X, I pulled up to the party in some damn boots Gated community Bourbon, I'm trappin' You don't own a fitted but you still be cappin' I don't look like I'm supposed to be rappin' I hop in this bitch and I made my own fashion (Yes sir) In my own bedroom recording I never be slackin' If you wanna feature then get to the stackin' (Blat, blat) Hopped out the water I feel like the kraken Plug him my line so I had to go tappin' Busting a juug at the Aria Playing with sticks he would think that it's Far Cry If he want the beef then we turn it to Five Guys (Five Guys) Pouring a deuce into my Gatorade Riptide (What?) Making these plays, feel like I'm Clyde Run up the pack, Carlos Hyde (Hyde) You saving that girl, at least you tried (Tried) Smoking this purple eighth, now I am fried Hop out the coupe and I gotta go rit I might go pull up on 'em with a stick Hang in that blood but not in the crypt Pull up on that boy when I hit that wrist I might go back and get a f*ckin' bunny bit' If he wanna pull up on thirty bitches and dip I might go back in and get a whip out the brick Yuh, yuh, ayy Just a little freestyle at the end there to show all you motherf*ckers what I'm about I ain't one dimensional Yuh, oh yeah, yuh, ayy, yuh, bitch
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