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Aye, aye
Oh sh*t, Lee
You a fool for this one
sh*ttyBoyz

f**k geometry, I get it in from all angles
Playing hide-and-seek from these demons in my Palm Angels
AR with the monkey nuts, watch the balls dangle
Shao Kahn, up the soul-snatcher and do dawg favors

Bro on the West, told him pull up on the East
He think this a scam, this ain't that, we can meet
Can't take her to the crib so I punched us a suite
You still on a porch, I been runnin' in the street

Chopsticks like the China Palace, I ain't Master Roshi
Lionel Messi kick on a stick, I'll zap a goalie
Heart cold, Moncler be the jacket on me
You gon' kill me? Boy we know that that's caparoni

This the new wave, boy don't crash your boat
Think my knee caps broke, I can't stand you hoes
Out of town, grabbing jacks 'til I can't no more
Punch fell off my Nike Tech, almost cracked a flow

I ain't talkin' 'bout no food when I say I want a cracker
She wanna sniff it 'cause she told me that she feel it faster
Can't stay after I f**k, baby, where you goin' after?
sh*ttyBoyz ballin', need a jersey and a [?]

NyQuil in the clip, put him fast to sleep
Black hoodie on, shockin' clerks like I'm Palpatine
Bro cooked the opp like he had ashy knees
Pulled a stick outta Mass Effect, this a Plasma Beam

Blow whatever up if I throw a slide at it
Sent his dumbass through the air, aerodynamics
See 12 in the SCAT, floating right past him
Jugg messiah, swear my whole life swiped past him

I said I'm that n***a, she just laughed and rolled her eyes
He think I'm a b*t*h, I'ma catch him by surprise
Girl can't sing but I'ma make her harmonize
Stuffed bins in my sh*t take away the butterflies

sh*ttyBoyz unanimous, ain't no split decision
Got a laser beam on a Glock, I could split a pigeon
Liu Kang type sh*t, leave a n***a finished
Bro up chop and flip his ass, he is not a gymnast

My gaydar just went off, is there an opp around?
Euro steppin' like I'm Harden when I'm hoppin' out
Rolling Stones up the rocket then I'm rockin' out
This ain't Fortnite, couldn't let the storm knock me down

Jam three times, get the cash, go Houdini
Don't matter what I do, she not leaving 'cause she need me
Cappin' ass n***as, I'll throw your ass a beanie
When I hang with the gang, get that social from your sweetie

Tron, what's that on the stick? Oh this the ACOG
Oh he think he Superman? Glock knock his cape off
Me and Stan and A1, where the steak sauce?
They say we ain't winnin', but sh*t we ain't lost
Knock his BAPE off, he was in the deep end
Told her how I'll never love her ass, let it sink in
VLONE hoodie, I don't really think I need friends
In the field chasin' after sacks, I'ma D end