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Yeah, yeah, oh
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, oh
Oh (Buck, buck, buck)
Yeah, uh, I feel like I'm in the NBA, I'm finna lob it to Slump
Yeah, and if you got problems with Eric, you know we unloadin' that gun
Yeah, I get on the mic and I punch in, baby, I do this for fun
You know, I feel like I'm a taser, leavin' my opps really stunned
Yeah, shades on my face, I don't f**k with the sun
How you gon' talk but don't got any funds?
I feel like Tom Cruise, I'm finna stunt
We comin' for him, now he on the run
My pockets big, I ain't talkin' 'bout Pun
I got a sword on my back like I'm Trunks
This n***a pu**y, I might take his lunch
I beat my opps to the punch
That n***a came from the 'Gram
And I know that he don't got a gun (Yeah)
don't be cappin' at all
And just like a movie, we wrappin' it up
He talkin' down on thе gang
N***a, I ain't a smoker, but n***a, we packin' him up
Hit up my phone, I'm likе, "What's it about?"
Look at my name and it's more like a drug
I'm on the top, n***a, without a doubt
I said that she heard 'em, like figure it out
All of my diamonds, they wet like a house
That n***a ratted, he just like a mouse
Just got a bag and I still ain't flex that sh*t
Man, them n***as still flexin' a loss
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha (Woah-woah)
Ha, ha, ha
I think my new b*t*h is tired of me
It'll be bad news if you slide on me
Tell that boy, "Back up", got the fire on me
Neck Uncut Gems how they shine on me (Uh-huh)
She tellin' me I'm the one (Uh-huh)
All these lil' boys is my sons (Uh-huh)
Up the chopper, I'm makin' 'em run (Uh-huh)
My sh*t be packin' a punch (Uh-huh)
Slump got a stick, we don't fight fair
My bro callin' on me, I'll be right there
If she upset, b*t*h, I don't care
Got a nice a** and some long hair
This the winner's circle, don't belong here
Made hella bands, been a long year (Long year)
Yeah, uh, I feel like I'm in the NBA, I'm finna lob it to Slump
Yeah, and if you got problems with Eric, you know we unloadin' that gun
Yeah, I get on the mic and I punch in, baby, I do this for fun
You know, I feel like I'm a taser, leavin' my opps really stunned
Yeah, shades on my face, I don't f**k with the sun
How you gon' talk but don't got any funds?
I feel like Tom Cruise, I'm finna stunt
We comin' for him, now he on the run
My pockets big, I ain't talkin' 'bout Pun
I got a sword on my back like I'm Trunks
This n***a pu**y, I might take his lunch
I beat my opps to the punch
Yeah, yeah, oh
Oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, oh
Oh (Buck, buck, buck)
Yeah, uh, I feel like I'm in the NBA, I'm finna lob it to Slump
Yeah, and if you got problems with Eric, you know we unloadin' that gun
Yeah, I get on the mic and I punch in, baby, I do this for fun
You know, I feel like I'm a taser, leavin' my opps really stunned
Yeah, shades on my face, I don't f**k with the sun
How you gon' talk but don't got any funds?
I feel like Tom Cruise, I'm finna stunt
We comin' for him, now he on the run
My pockets big, I ain't talkin' 'bout Pun
I got a sword on my back like I'm Trunks
This n***a pu**y, I might take his lunch
I beat my opps to the punch
That n***a came from the 'Gram
And I know that he don't got a gun (Yeah)
don't be cappin' at all
And just like a movie, we wrappin' it up
He talkin' down on thе gang
N***a, I ain't a smoker, but n***a, we packin' him up
Hit up my phone, I'm likе, "What's it about?"
Look at my name and it's more like a drug
I'm on the top, n***a, without a doubt
I said that she heard 'em, like figure it out
All of my diamonds, they wet like a house
That n***a ratted, he just like a mouse
Just got a bag and I still ain't flex that sh*t
Man, them n***as still flexin' a loss
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha
Ha, ha, ha (Woah-woah)
Ha, ha, ha
I think my new b*t*h is tired of me
It'll be bad news if you slide on me
Tell that boy, "Back up", got the fire on me
Neck Uncut Gems how they shine on me (Uh-huh)
She tellin' me I'm the one (Uh-huh)
All these lil' boys is my sons (Uh-huh)
Up the chopper, I'm makin' 'em run (Uh-huh)
My sh*t be packin' a punch (Uh-huh)
Slump got a stick, we don't fight fair
My bro callin' on me, I'll be right there
If she upset, b*t*h, I don't care
Got a nice a** and some long hair
This the winner's circle, don't belong here
Made hella bands, been a long year (Long year)
Yeah, uh, I feel like I'm in the NBA, I'm finna lob it to Slump
Yeah, and if you got problems with Eric, you know we unloadin' that gun
Yeah, I get on the mic and I punch in, baby, I do this for fun
You know, I feel like I'm a taser, leavin' my opps really stunned
Yeah, shades on my face, I don't f**k with the sun
How you gon' talk but don't got any funds?
I feel like Tom Cruise, I'm finna stunt
We comin' for him, now he on the run
My pockets big, I ain't talkin' 'bout Pun
I got a sword on my back like I'm Trunks
This n***a pu**y, I might take his lunch
I beat my opps to the punch
