Ref
Broke Boi J
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Uh, yeah, yuh Yeah, yeah, yuh Uh, uh, uh Yuh, uh, uh, uh, uh He can get hit with the tech, I'm a ref He want the beef? I cook him like a chef Extended clip, from my feet to my chest I'm a teacher, I don't know who he trying to test He want a free feature? He smokin' on meth He trying at music? Like give it a rest Killing these beats, I should be arrested She ain't texting words, but she gave me heading Tell me how you balling, but you ain't made the team You a 60 overall, you can't even get no green Say you can't stand me, then just take a seat Why he acting hard? He could make a major scene Big cup of drank, and you know, that I'm sippin' that Big booty hoe, and I know, she gon' throw it back He gon' fall, no autumn, cause my choppa really go blatt I walk in Saks, while you walking in Sams I am a goat, where you heard I'm a lamb? He is a pussy, like cat, no Sam He shoot like Ben Simmons, his choppa gon' jam Feel like I'm Siyah, I go for a dunk Rocking Raf Simons, I feel like a punk Said he getting money, know he ain't getting none Call my choppa Alicia, the key that it sung Her kitty tight like some Ksubi's You know Broke Boi keep a clip in the movies She massage my nuts, and it's so soothing She trying to suck on my dick, like a smoothie She gon' twerk to the bass of my song If he run up, we send him to God I'mma get to the head that's on God He copying flows, he a clone, bot Just like a game, she gon' play, with my cock It's all about drive, I ain't passing the rock Knew he wasn't balling, had to hit me a block He can get hit with the tech, I'm a ref He want the beef? I cook him like a chef Extended clip, from my feet to my chest I'm a teacher, I don't know who he trying to test He want a free feature? He smokin' on meth He trying at music? Like give it a rest Killing these beats, I should be arrested She ain't texting words, but she gave me heading Tell me how you balling, but you ain't made the team You a 60 overall, you can't even get no green Say you can't stand me, then just take a seat He can get hit with the tech, I'm a ref He want the beef? I cook him like a chef Extended clip, from my feet to my chest I'm a teacher, I don't know who he trying to test He want a free feature? He smokin' on meth He trying at music? Like give it a rest Killing these beats, I should be arrested She ain't texting words, but she gave me heading Tell me how you balling, but you ain't made the team You a 60 overall, you can't even get no green Say you can't stand me, then just take a seat (Tell me how you balling, but you ain't made the team) (You a 60 overall, you can't even get no green)
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