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Daytrip took it to ten (Hey) What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What's up? What the f**k, yeah, hold on Ayy, what's up, n***a? (What's up?) What the f**k, n***a? (What the f**k?) Bought that b*t*h a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, n***a I'm froze up, n***a See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?" n***a Say, "Hello", n***a, little ho n***a B*t*h-a** broke n***a, nah, I can't roll with ya, huh Say, "Hello", n***a, you a ho, n***a (What's up?) What's a high horse to a motherf**kin' G.O.A.T. n***a? (What's up?) Hold on, uh, first car was a Range Rov' Was a lil' n***a, wore the same clothes Vivid pictures, boy, I paint those From the f**king jungle where you can't grow Hold grudges, never let it go I'm with my f**kin' dawgs, no pet store Do you need gauze 'cause your pockets swole? What the f**k is that? That's a bankroll I got forty-five K in my pocket Ain't no cappin', I say it, I got it Do a show, thеn I make a deposit I'm in Europe, thеy ragin' and moshin' Yeah, I f**k with the Wizards, but catch me courtside Guarantee it's the Lakers I'm watching N***a, I am the greatest in my generation I don't do no playin' about it These rappers, they should call me Papi Every lil' thing is exotic I'm with two hoes like a shotty I'm sh*ttin' on these n***as, no potty I don't wanna see your twenty-dollar bill 'less it's Harriet Tubman My thoughts outta pocket I been hidin' from the world The only thing seein' me right now is the sky and the projects (Hold on) Ayy, what's up, n***a? (What's up?) What the f**k, n***a? (What the f**k?) Bought that b*t*h a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, n***a I'm froze up, n***a See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?" n***a (Ayy, say, "What's up?") Say, "What's up?", watch how I f**k it up, get it back N***as say they really gettin' money, that's fitted cap Boy, you ain't never outside, where you really at? Designer rug, alligator my floor mat Bad lil' b*t*h gon' give me that neck, neck We was in the trenches, n***a, you was playin' Tech Deck Why you so motherf**kin' cap? Don't respect that, hey Don't come close, better step back, hey Minor setback for a comeback B*t*h a** so damn fat, she got hunch back, hey F**k around and play, get splatt-splatt N***a put a hole in his head like a humpback, woah I been in the slums, givin' all back Tell me, where the f**k is Donald Trump at? (Let's go) Came from the slums, deep down in the trenches (Let's go) Where a young n***a sharin' a bookbag (Uh) Ayy, what's up, n***a? (What's up?) What the f**k, n***a? (What the f**k?) Bought that b*t*h a Birkin bag Now she in love with us Hockey puck, n***a I'm froze up, n***a See a baddie with me Say, "What's up?" n***a Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)
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