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Yeah Wheezy outta here The dash, it's digi', the schedule busy My head in a hoodie, my shorty a goodie My cousins are crazy, my cousins like Boogie Life is amazin', it is what it should be Been here for ten but I feel like a rookie I tell her, "Look up" 'cause it's snowin' in Tootsie's Booked for three years, man, you can't even book me It's me and Lil Baby, this sh*t goin' crazy Wheezy produced it and Weezy F. made me And she held it down, so she got a Mercedes Young Money Records, the Army, thе Navy They ran me ten thousand, I thrеw it like Brady The foreign is yellow like Tracee and K.D I trusted my n***as, they never betrayed me Met all these n***as, they sweeter than Sadie When I started out, I just took what they gave me Did all the favors, they never repaid me It worked in my favor, 'cause nobody saved me Brand new whip got no keys Tailor my clothes, no starch, please Soon as I nut, you can gon' leave Got M's in the bank, like, "Yes, indeed" Me and my dawg goin' all the way When you livin' like this, they supposed to hate Brand new whip got no keys Tailor my clothes, no starch, please Soon as I nut, you can gon' leave Got M's in the bank, like, "Yes, indeed" Me and my dawg goin' all the way When you livin' like this, they supposed to hate Cartier glasses, I won't even peek at you Yellow Ferrari like Pikachu I got 'em waitin' and watchin' what he gon' do Tryna peep what I do, tryna steal my moves 25 hundred for a new pair of tennis shoes The same price, I could make them youngins come and finish you Lawyer been chargin', he a Jewish like he voodoo Real dope boy, hundred thousand in Evisu Presidential tints slide by, we don't see you I been gettin' money, I ain't worried 'bout what he do I'm gettin' money like I'm from the '80s Me and Drake 'bout to drop, man, this sh*t gon' go crazy They know I'm the truth, comin' straight from the basement I'm straight as the street, man I come from the pavement A million, all hundreds, it make 'em 'go crazy Wah-wah-wah, b*t*h, I'm the baby Slappin' on the pu**y like a battle axe, uh Got a bigger ass than a Cadillac, uh n***as bout to drip, they got cataract f**ked a baby momma on a muhf**kin' yoga mat, uh Hunnid phone, hunnid phone, backpack Laughing at these n***as like I'm muhf**kin' Flapjack, uh I don't f**king gamble, f**k blackjack School of rockin' n***as like I'm muhf**kin' Jack Black n***as askin' where I get my drip at Told a n***a throw a backpack, n***a, back-back, hmm Asking for the money, where your racks at? If you ain't my brother, told a f**k n***a "Hush that", uh Phone text, told her I want to f**k her in Chanel Still f**k b*t*hes like to do they own hair According to the bank I had a real good year Two-fifty for the set, that's a foreign in my ear Cold ass n***a, I can sell you a hit You n***as do fraud, y'all ain't never sold sh*t Ain’t have to go to jail to get a buzz, little b*t*h All y’all n***as like to do is ride d**k All white on like Tony Montana Been had a b*t*h like Hannah Montana Black and Decker boys, we just hop out and drill Drip runnin' over, we just hop out and spill Run up on me then you catchin' a funeral I scratch it off write it in Roman numerals I f**ked that b*t*h in the back and I swear that I never loved her I just want to hit her I f**ked that b*t*h now I'm hitting her sister Run up on me you get spin like a twister Told you before I don't f**k with these n***as I got my hand on on my hand on my trigger Imma go get 'em, she on my d**k hoppin', I'm callin' her tigger I tell her "go figure" She shove through the Tommy's, I'm talkin Hilfiger Tommy on me, I ain't talking Hilfiger That b*t*h a gun Run up on me, I got heat like the sun Count up to 2 cause I am not the 1, uh Better locked up, Akon All my other n***as they gone Brand new whip got no keys Tailor my clothes, no starch, please Soon as I nut, you can gon' leave Got M's in the bank, like, "Yes, indeed" Me and my dawg goin' all the way When you livin' like this, they supposed to hate Brand new whip got no keys Tailor my clothes, no starch, please Soon as I nut, you can gon' leave Got M's in the bank, like, "Yes, indeed" Me and my dawg goin' all the way When you livin' like this, they supposed to hate
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