Correction Lyrics Local Pool by Metro Boomin

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This lifestyle so fascinatin'
Every day I'm buyin' clothes just for a fashion statement
See the n***a you f**k with rap but me I actually made it
He shot the club up, 2010, he still incarcerated
Plus he cooperated
And you better get away from all them dog hoes
I be in the crib, smokin' exotic, watchin' Narcos
Had to send a real connect, your connect is really [?]
Get head in the Benz truck, pull up, it's like a car show
And when you buyin' a lotta person watch them barcodes
I seen a n***a pull a hunnid cash from Wells Fargo
It was crushed pills in my water, gotta drink the particules
When I'm definitely off them drugs, I be antisocial too
Ask my brother how the bag [?] cost me through
I know too many n***as play with [?] local news
Play with us, I'ma put some open wounds on top of open wounds
I was washin' gun powders off from a local pool
Pumpin' gas for pocket change, just to keep a b*t*h
My side hustle from my job, I was fightin' p*ss
Fresh in my arm, keep my AP on to ice my wrist
You say you love me but press charges, that's a dirty b*t*h
I broke her spine off that moon, she said that's perky d**k
You turn your head, your homie get you, that's how that money get
You ever had that feelin' that you might OD off Percocets
I used to window shop DT, now I can purchase sh*t (Hmm)
I can make no n***as love me if they ain't disbelief
You be so quick to jump at me but scared of the enemy
If you gon' rap, just make that money, don't try to be in the streets
Gotta order Uber Eats, we can't go out to eat
You had that feelin' in your stomach, you couldn't go home to eat
He puttin' the cover over the heater 'cause it's too cold to sleep
When you can't run, you gotta throw the bundle
I had the whole hood, geeked out, walk on [?]
The whole hood'll turn on you quick, if you just break a promise
Yeah you's a goofy, you a lame, you green like iguanas
My chopper dance for real, for real, like NLE Choppa
You gotta watch out for them hoes, tryna pick your pockets
This weed sh*t got recommended
A hunnid K layin' around, I had to invest in it
They made weed legal in Illinois, you need a car to get it
So many girls inside [?] n***as made it hard to hit it
Got my b*t*h so bougee, after me it's gon' be hard to hit it
Them lil' boys can put in work, for all I care we got the city
And we though
My confession I got some head outside the Louis store
And I pour a four, woah, oh-oh

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