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Somethin', somethin'
Somethin', somethin', somethin', somethin', somethin' (Bitch)
(DJ Victoriouz with me in the building)
Huh? Yeah, uh
Everyday chasin' the racks (Oh yeah)
They ask where I'm from, it's the 'Raq (Oh yeah)
Guaranteein' I came up on a sack nigga (Uh-huh)
Everybody wanna pat me on the back (Uh-huh)
Everybody wanna tell me congrats (Uh-huh)
You ain't gotta do all that (Yeah)
You weren't with me in the trap (Yeah)
My wrist a Ferrari, ain't talkin' tarantula
Look at my bank account, shit is gargantuan
I'm not from this planet, I feel like a Namekian
Your nigga a dummy, he just like a mannequin
I'm fresh to death, bitch, I feel like a mannequin
Havoc come, savages causin' insanity
If you f*ck with my friends, my girl, or my momma
I'm putting a hit on your whole fuckin' family
Both of my wrists on freezer, hard to believe like Black Jesus
I got a choppa that'll send you to Hell like you just slapped Jesus
Aim at the crack of an asshole, shit, you ain't nothing but a pile of feces, huh
I need Jesus pieces, huh
Just hoes, Reeses' pieces, uh
Haha, I'm a funny ass nigga, ain't I? (Yeah)
Picasso on the beat, I'ma draw like a painter
Now she giving me brain, pop out her retainer (Yeah)
If she ever take it out, cum on her retainer
Smith and Wesson five-hundred, feeling like a lone ranger
Momma told me, "Never talk to strangers" (Uh-huh)
I look in the mirror and talk to a stranger (Uh)
I keep my hoes in cages (Yeah)
But I ain't R. Kelly, she told me her cage was amazin' (Oh yeah)
Life is a book, it's crazy (Uh-huh)
I get richer every single time that I'm turnin' the pages (Uh-huh)
Niggas be fake and shady
Gotta watch, them niggas gettin' fucked over by they homies on the daily
And nobody believed I could do it but Bailey
Like Christopher MNing, Meek Mill, they call me the greatest
Saint Laurent Coat is chinchilla, dressed in the latest
I'm a mo'fuckin' gorilla, I'm on my ape shit
I was listening to spirital prayin' I make it
Shit gettin' to it, I'm too much of a drug dealer
Make a f*ck nigga see the crossroads, I'm a Bone Thug nigga (Uh-huh)
No love, shawty, twelve slugs (Uh-uh), stone cold killer (Yeah)
Lot of them motherfuckers say I love 'em
I think they Pinocchio with it (Yeah)
But the kid better than the Louis V on the denim
They know me overseas, doper than a coke king (Uh)
Moncler, Dior, Gucci, plus more, nigga, I'm the coat king (Mm-mm)
Momma told me to
Everyday chasin' the racks (Oh yeah)
They ask where I'm from, it's the 'Raq (Oh yeah)
Guaranteein' I came up on a sack nigga (Uh-huh)
Everybody wanna pat me on the back (Uh-huh)
Everybody wanna tell me congrats (Uh-huh)
You ain't gotta do all that (Yeah)
You weren't with me in the trap (Yeah)
My wrist a Ferrari, ain't talkin' tarantula
Look at my bank account, shit is gargantuan
I'm not from this planet, I feel like a Namekian
Your nigga a dummy, he just like a mannequin
I'm fresh to death, bitch, I feel like a mannequin
Havoc come, savages causin' insanity
If you f*ck with my friends, my girl, or my momma
I'm putting a hit on your whole fuckin' family
Everyday chasin' the racks (Oh yeah)
They ask where I'm from, it's the 'Raq (Oh yeah)
Guaranteein' I came up on a sack nigga (Uh-huh)
Everybody wanna pat me on the back (Uh-huh)
Everybody wanna tell me congrats (Uh-huh)
You ain't gotta do all that (Yeah)
You weren't with me in the trap (Yeah)

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