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(Wheezy outta here)

Ridin’ in the Flying Spur look up, I’m in the air (Skrrt)
With my Slimes, everybody got toolies, we well-prepared (Well-prepared)
Man of my town, in my hood, I’m like the mayor (Like the mayor)
Boardin’ on a jet, I can barely walk up the stairs (Up the stairs)
Fuckin’ hoes, blow out her back on a Perc’
Eat me up, she treat my dick like dessert
Money and fame is a gift and a curse
People that’s closest gon’ hurt you the worst
I’m always booked, got no dates on my calendar
Liv in the States, I can send shots to Canada
Whole squad is litty, we geeked, they can’t handle us
Puttin’ shit on stop and then pose for the camera

Yeah, I get bitches by the two
I fuck her one time then pass her to the slimes (Slimes)
Got a new girl and she exotic
Told my ex that I’m doin’ fine (Okay)
Diamonds shinin’ bright in the dark
You ain’t gotta turn the lights on or open the blinds (Bling)
Careful where you step, don’t step on my shoes
Go to war, we got sticks, all kinds
Paid a lawyer for the case
My brother got charges he can’t erase (No)
AK’s like Tay-K, if we get pulled over, I’m doin’ the race (Skrr)
My stick relevant, fifth generation, got a Glock with switch up the day
Ain’t tryna play God, but when it come to my opps, I’m choosin’ they fate (Keed, talk to ’em)

Spazz
I pull up with a hundred round clip on the block and you niggas gon’ tell
Y’all spent ’bout one-fifty on some chains just to say “I wish a nigga death”
Yeah, it’s ’bout fifty niggas stuntin’ on your block with the blicky
One of them killed
If a bitch catch me on the bel-air [?] on the pussy [?]
Yeah, I’m runnin’ my route, catch a bag at the stop
Yeah, they call me Odell (Slatt, ayy)
Yeah, you know we side by side, slime
Goin’ all the way there, ’bout mine
Bet that ho’ [?] Hermes
She like “Who that with the blonde dreads?”
I’m grindin’, I know where the dough at
I’m tellin’ you, I’ll never go back
To that Porsche, yeah, I’m rockin’ a Rolex
I’m tellin’ you, I’ll never go back
High class whips, high class bitch, she suck my dick
Drank my spit, look at my wrist
You ain’t gon’ whack nothin’, you ain’t on nic
I’m pressin’ you animal lovers, I’m tellin’ your OG
Better keep your dog on a leash (Woo)
I’m tellin’ these fuckin’ niggas, diamonds slippin’
We killin’ shit, go ahead and leave (Let’s go)

Yeah, I get bitches by the two
I fuck her one time then pass her to the slimes (Slimes)
Got a new girl and she exotic
Told my ex girl that I’m doin’ fine (Okay)
Diamonds shinin’ bright in the dark
You ain’t gotta turn the lights on or open the blinds (Bling)
Careful where you step, don’t step on my shoes
Go to war, we got sticks, all kinds
Paid a lawyer for the case
My brother got charges he can’t erase (No)
AK’s like Tay-K, if we get pulled over, I’m doin’ the race (Skrr)
My stick relevant, fifth generation, got a Glock with switch up the day
Ain’t tryna play God, but when it come to my opps, I’m choosin’ they fate

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