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Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah, yah

Uh, levels, ladders vs. shovels
Overstand like Gepetto
And sometimes I just gotta let go
Let a kid stand with no kickstand pedal
Back in this bitch (Bike)
I'm scratching on gun, ain't no war, just a knife in a knitch
Tighten my grip, right by the tip
Then let it flip, flick of the wrist
Like fishing for ships, niggas get hit
No, not a slay, when I was a jit
Got hit by a whip, I am a star
Wish on myself, I got the bars
Sip by myself, come down on a pill
I slip on a Rollie, I am fulfilled
Nigga can't hold me, I am not holy (For real)
Flyer the whip, My Little Pony
That's why when I'm lit, that's when I'm zoning
Zone, zone, zone, zone, zone like I'm Sonic
Wipe up a kid, circle of bricks just like it's Stonehenge
Circle of death, don't let me donut
Sprinkles are on it, fuck my opponents

I want a little off the chain
Redbone from the stain
Steady checking on me
On the regular
I keep a little chunk of change
In the safe in case I catch a case
Out here doing more than my competitors

Yeah, uh
She a bad ho, she a athlete, uh
Treat a lap dance like a track meet, uh
None of my cars got backseats, uh
Fitted with the fifty, keep the cash neat, uh
Whupping on a stripper, get her back beat, uh
Asking me to smack her on her asscheek, uh
Ducking out the club like Daffy, uh
'Fore I fall in love with a bad bitch
Have a nigga sick like a lab leak
Goddamn, I'mma need a vaccine
Blue bottle, finna get the caffeine
Downtown, finna eat the magazine, uh
Wrist all cold like Nat King, chain look Saint-Marc, call that tag team
Build fat shit like Gatling and that Benz look like that Batwing
Mod that flow from valet, valet gotta park my shit in the Batcave
Shit so serious, Nas wore Sears, I'm in being in a Batcage
Above that shit, not only from but I'm of that shit, I love that shit
Put my arm around and hug that shit, ride around town with a thug ass bitch

'Cause I want a little off the chain
Redbone from the stain
Steady checking on me
On the regular
I keep a little chunk of change
In the safe in case I catch a case
Out here doing more than my competitors

Out here, bitch, I'm out here
Tell that bitch I'm out here
I be out here, yeah, I'm out here
Tell that ho I'm out here
Yeah I'm out here, yes I'm out here
Bitch, you know I'm out here
Yes I'm out here, yes I'm out here
Yeah, you know I'm out here

feito

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