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Simba
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Hell nah, I ain't working on my right hook First cla** bullets in this stick, get?yo?flight booked On the?block with it, I ain't throwin'?sky hooks If it ain't the Fraud Bible, you ain't in the right book You must like Polo G 'cause you cap a lot I ain't talkin' fight when I punch, I ain't gotta box My b*t*h watch for FedEx, I ain't gotta watch And, yes, I know it's our time, I don't need a watch Lyin' to these hoes, you can call me Simba Jukin' like a Heisman, b*t*h, watch me spin 'em It was thirty in this clip, now it's thirty in him He ain't die, give him twelve more, James Worthy in 'em Aye, watch me cook this old b*t*h, take her whole pension N***a, watch me rob yo favorite rapper, take his gold pendant Huh, I'm the one make this scammin' sh*t start trending Huh, I'm the one smack the driver 'cause he ain't do the limit F**k a mask, boy, my shooter go ape in Bape Scorchin' with the slides in store, boy, I'm eight for eight Max stamina so don't pa** me no Gatorade Caught a opp, turned him Spider-Man, made him fade away They gon' slide, hit the alley, watch 'em switch the plate I'm just wandering if your pockets really ever ate Been on my grind but do it look like I used to skate? Told that b*t*h I got something for her if she runnin' late Relationship? B*t*h, you better pump your breaks I just wanna use your Chase and prolly f**k your face My b*t*h got a strap bussin' like she Young M.A 201 slammin' every beat, about a hundred straight Cook boy in front of that preacher, amazing grace Huh, closed casket, we hit him all in the face Huh, I just got a fake check, it's from BOA Told that b*t*h I work for State Farm, b*t*h, my name Jake Huh, 4-1-4-7-2-0, huh Boy, that's the bin that got me on Huh, 5-1-5-6-7-4, huh That's the day a n***a brought a hundred home Square up with you? I ain't SpongeBob Punch in from deep but the slide did a touchdown Ho in my blood? Hell nah, it ain't one ounce I ain't talkin' biceps when I say the guns out Had to quit the sidewalkin', now I'm roadrunnin' Feel like Magic Mike through this b*t*h, how I'm pole clutchin' Took dawg out the game like he broke somethin' Said I'm the GOAT, man, this lil' b*t*h must know somethin' I'm like a b*t*h with a strict dad, n***as can't f**k with me Boy, this sh*t was all hustle, ain't no luck with me Feelin' like that Greek muhf**ka, got some bucks with me B*t*h caught me cheatin' but she know that she stuck with me Ha-ha, and I might just scam you, bro Put a shell in his back, Michelangelo Used to be down, now I'm turnt, b*t*h, I'm hammin' hoes I don't panic, bro, slide a piece and then I vanish, bro You know this ain't pop, what you reachin' for my Fanta for? You know I'm getting money, b*t*h, I hang with Giffy Rubio When it's beef, yo a** only slidin' in the studio B*t*h, I touch down in the A, feel like Julio Punchin' like a ninja, feel like Naruto This ain't a wax pen but I'll let the cartridge blow Campin' out in yo lawn like a garden gnome Play hoodie on the only time that my heart gon' show
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