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What I been thinking 'bout lately?
How to get paid, how to get laid
How to cop more than an eighth
How I can turn the VW to a Wraith
And how to get shawty to eat me like cake
Gotta have faith, can't be half-baked
Niggas they hate
I just wanna put a bad bitch in some lace
And put my family on the estate, yeah
I just been working, they not knowing (What?)
Order my whip with the top gone (Skrrr)
Your bih hit my phone when you not home (What?)
And then got the nerve say she not hoein' (What?)
They finna plot but I'm not going (Yeah)
I'm finna pop but I'm not corn
Tommy Hil and the Ralph Lauren
Court your bitch then I'm scoring (Yeah)
Yeah
Finna hit Italy (What, what?)
Finna hit Italy, France, and London
Gotta be patient them bands is coming
We pulling up fast, your mans is running
I pulled up late, the plan was stunting
Two pigtails and I'm looking like Minnie, Mickey
Look at my pants they Ricky
That boy is a Goofy
Hop in and out of the hoopty
Pet kangaroo with the Ksubis (ooh what?)
I eat the shroom with the bruises
Whoever fall first - the loser
Babygirl having delusions (Yeah yeah)
I've been on two types of cruises
I'm always moving
Used to ride 'round on a scooter
First day of school and - everyone walked in with Puma
I slap a nigga like Kuma
He in a coma
And I just got my diploma
I'm in Texas but I'm really from Norfolk
Yeah, yeah
My name ringing bells like it witnessed Jehovah
My lil' sis gon' be a big boss when she older
My big sis uptown riding 'round in a Rover
I need some fish for the chip on my shoulder
I need more jackets 'cuz I'm getting colder
I need more heat 'cuz these boys getting bolder
Shoulder my team 'cuz I'm really a soulja
We get it clapping like we from Magnolia
Man these niggas better not think 'bout approaching
Really these boys on defense and encroaching
Shoutout my teachers and shoutout my coaches
Really they the ones that got me to focus
Sittin' in class and I'm thinking "shit bogus"
Sniper no sniping, get hit with the Locus
On my way to the top but you been knowing this
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah (what?)
My boy had a play like yeah let's get it
Niggas won't having yet so we split it
These lames so green, that green I spent it
Put the gas in the Game Green then I lit it
I'm puffing on gas, you puffing on midget
Put the work on the block, get it spinning like fidget
They hopping on dick, these bitches gon' ribbit
Then hopping on waves and try to be critics
But I'm so based, these boys acidic
They hopping on stage then hearing them crickets
Can't hold no hands, I'm handling business
Them racks gon' stay close like my siblings
Yeah, can't break no promise, I'm breaking these ceilings
Yeah, and I'm breaking the bank just for the billions
I just want the face, don't care 'bout the feelings
Yeah, she said she feeling me - now I'm the villain
Yeah, she said she feeling me - now I'm the villain
If she don't know nothing, she know I'm the realest

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