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Rust
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[Intro] Yeah, yeah, yeah (Bhristo, talk to 'em, slime) Yeah, yeah, uh, yeah, uh-uh Yeah (Uh), yeah (Yeah), uh-uh Yeah (Uh-uh), yeah (Uh-yeah) Yeah (Uh-uh), yeah [Chorus] Damn, I just had a show in Miami, that ho on my phone sayin', "Let me in" And I been fuckin' these niggas hoes, I be feelin' so bad when they let me hit "Man, I just got bodied by a seventeen year-old, man, I fuckin' hate that kid" They be twenty-seven actin' like a three year-old, you can't even fake that shit Ayy, heard you got shot and that's tough, mm Got my bitch with me when I'm countin' up All you niggas be broke, you not countin' enough Play with gang, little nigga, you bound to get touched In L.A. with lil' Bino, we ballin' like Chino If he wanna play, then we turn him to dust I got cheese like a pizza, these niggas be crust I got back in my bag, had to shake off the rust [Verse] Call of Duty, the sniper, it don't got a scope I'm just shootin' this shit like we playin' on Rust Stupid ho tryna touch on my pockets, I told the ho, "Watch it, I'm only with you for your butt" Seventeen, I be walkin' in class after fuckin' an old bitch I met with lil' Zack at the club Yeah, that boy wanna be 1500, uh-uh, these niggas can't kick it with us Nah, these niggas can't kick it with gang These niggas be broke, they can't hang She wanna fuck on the gang, 1500, but most of my niggas is not legal age But fuck it, she said I'm mature for my age So fuck it, I'm fuckin' that ho anyway Fly to Chicago, I do my show at Summer Smash Then pour a four in my damn lemonade (Brr) No, them niggas not touchin' me out there Fuck it, might blow a bag while I'm out here I been in Cali' long enough to know what the desert look like, and it look like a drought here I know that bitch wanna fuck, girl, I'm right here Goin' too fast so my car be in lightyears I got some buzz to my name like I'm Lightyear Last year's cool, man, it's lookin' like my year (Uh) That lil' boy broke want a feature, so I asked that lil' nigga, "Where the payment?" (Uh) That lil' ho want me to wife but I swear to God, she don't know what my name is (Uh) Shoot this shit right in they face and then wave at they ass, bitch, I'm feelin' like Damian (Uh) Can't rock the same shit every day, I don't got shit to say, bitch, they already flamed 'em (Uh) Bitch, I don't got shit to do with these niggas That's word to bro, I'm not cool with these niggas I'm Mister Twenty-Ball, walk around with that twenty piece on me, I'm shootin' these niggas Talkin' online, bitch, you losin' me, nigga Swear these niggas be clout fiends Every time I drop a song, all these niggas be listenin' like, "It's about me" And I'm doin' these hoes very wrong, got your bitch on my phone like, "You forgot about me" All my money spread out on the floor, count it up like I got a degree in accountin' Every time that I'm doin' a show, get a check and I'm sendin' that shit to my route team I'm the richest one out of my city, on God, and it still be some niggas that's doubting [Chorus] Damn, I just had a show in Miami, that ho on my phone sayin', "Let me in" And I been fuckin' these niggas hoes, I be feelin' so bad when they let me hit "Man, I just got bodied by a seventeen year-old, man, I fuckin' hate that kid" They be twenty-seven actin' like a three year-old, you can't even fake that shit Ayy, heard you got shot and that's tough, mm Got my bitch with me when I'm countin' up All you niggas be broke, you not countin' enough Play with gang, little nigga, you bound to get touched In L.A. with lil' Bino, we ballin' like Chino If he wanna play, then we turn him to dust I got cheese like a pizza, these niggas be crust I got back in my bag, had to shake off the rust [Outro] Doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
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