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White tee, blue jeans with a bitch in the breeze Ass to fat, she's wearing capris god damn Broke boys trying to down me I'm too busy with a girl in PT Business attire like a motherfucking white guy Shorty is my type Make her go night night Bagging the bitches from the rags to riches, I'm not digging the ditches, I'm chasing millions motherfucker Two bands on my feet cause your boy a big stepper AMG, I ain't fucking with the other letters Flow to hot, I must be a chilly pepper Say you're backing down, pussy boy, yeah you fucking better Huh? Think that I misheard you Said your raps are way more clever? Said you're harder than the other? Boy, you know my flow like butter That's debatable I'm relatable Cut you off motherfucker, umbilical cord Floored My raps got you on the floor, sitting there piss poor, chasing bitches now you're broke, joke Every time you get your shot choke Every time you touch the mic you froze "Hey, can I get on your song?" Let me think No Cut the fucking beat I'm hard, not street Working out everyday to fill out my tee, god damn Flowing like a motherfucking wave in the ocean She for the streets, her dry ass ocean "Hey, QB come put me in motion" Girl, I'm good, that's why I got lotion Damn, let me focus Controversial causing commotion Hold it I wonder if would have had a deal by now cause my dumb ass never goes through with promotions Checking me for contraband, I ain't even holding Look at your ass under pressure, folding Well, look at me rapping, this shit's kind of easy Not one soul even offered to teach me I find it kind of funny that they're really getting records deals but within a few years, can't pay the damn bills Hey, don't shoot the messenger, just saying real spill Y'all drop garbage, might need a landfill Soft ass boys, what're you doing? Picking daffodils? Wonder why a motherfucker had to pop the pills Wonder why your sales don't reflect your appeal Really drop trash, but y'all relevant still Man, this industry's heading downhill Yeah, what the f*ck? Hop out the beam fit dripping like water Feeling like Wayne after making of The Carter Save a couple lives as a nurse, I'm a martyr Stacks in the bank, yeah this card takes charges Want this music, I want to live larger Got some streams, I want to work harder I don't know where he at even though he's my father Pen to the pad, write raps, no stylus, yeah yeah Slam a motherfucker on the head like the undertaker Kill a motherfucker on the mic like the terminator Give a bitch pleasure down south like a vibrator I'm a piece of candy, want me now or later? Like my coins, I'm all about my paper Boy, on god, you'll never hear me say "I paid her" She ain't mine, don't tell people that I gave her Never in your debt so don't ask for a favor Boy you're a cock block, get gone, chop chop Had her the bedroom legs all propped up Never going to stop until I make it to the tip top Swear to god your bitch hot, cause all her lips locked Sizzle in your ears when I rap, yeah pop rocks Cool off of shorty, swear to god I don't need the box Asking where I'm at, are you ratting to the fucking cops? Yeah, eight four three's waiting on the drop, white tee Yeah
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