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Yeah, turn it up in the
headphones I
need to hear that shit wap There it is Yeah I
said fuego Coming with the
flame like a
Draco Make a
broke nigga ketchup no tomatoes Le' go Build an infrastructure for my payroll No squares in my circles, save that for the
Eggo's Hey hoe Take a
trip down to San Diego You bust tricks I
flip cards for the
peso Fabo Nigga geeked up in this bitch I'm a
pretty ass nigga with a
prettier dick Bitch hello, freeband's, all from Neiman's Leave the
register, I'm doing the
"I just got the
receipt dance" You a
kiddie pool and nigga's been off the
deep end And I'm unemployed everyday is the
weekend I'm a
bay mobster Trend setter Wave monster Ruth Chris scamming and I
ordered 8
lobsters Brought a
bitch with me and she called it a
feast, bitch I
just really wanted something to eat Now she wanna give bomb nigga head like turbans Suck me up like Kirby Bust a
nut start swerving Going ape shit nigga like a
Saiyan with a
tail She said that's a
nice coach I
said bitch this Chanel Issa check I
ain't on a
discount rack Your designer ugly, you should get your money back Young Scammer in the
building, bout to start a
religion If I
tripped on my money, I
would fall on my bitches Off Top If you a
broke nigga you an opp If you a
broke bitch you's a
thot If my ex bitch you's a
bop You over curious then you a
cop You driving hella slow, you getting popped You like my bitch then we can swap Cause my bitch gon' wanna come home and yours not I
share lots with nigga's who share stocks Turn heads like Beyblade's, nigga's spin top Aqua fist wrist watch I'm scamming your friends pops The
paint don't drip drop, Its matte like dreadlocks I'm dodging the
wedlock and ducking the
feds, watch I'd rhyme with Bed Rock but that's cliche Nigga I'm in Morton's everyday with a
filet Racing to the
paper like a
relay Then stay, out in Chile We lay over Gucci All my paper loosely Trying to get money from a
Hello or a
Lucy A
Tribe Called Scam, I
just never knew Phife But my wrist look just like Bonita on ice And I
need to get Head & Shoulders These fucking Po-lice Bruh, it was days I
was eating just rice I
might say less, but I
always do the
most About my green bread like avocado toast Can't forget the
blue like my name was Steve I
draw pictures with the
clues that you wouldn't believe I'm a
breath of fresh air, these hoes still can't breathe Pretty nigga so sharp, how I
still ain't bleed? I'd done dodged the
bitch out and she still ain't leave Guapdad, Scam Boy, but I
need the
cheese, yeah
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