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Woke up thinking like I need pape (Ayy, b*t*h)
I wouldn't save a b*t*h in a?Vlone?cape
Ayy, ayy, ayy,?ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz (Reuel, stop playing with?these n***as)

Woke up thinking like I need more pape
I wouldn?t save a b*t*h in a Vlone cape
At Jay Ale's p*ssed, ain't no T-bone steak
Thinking that you wet in that pre-owned BAPE?
I dropped Will twelve times on the shoes
So when I?m in the casket, make sure I'm in the Loubs
Cheat code activated, ain't no way to lose
I'm running up a check like I got some weight to lose
I told the b*t*h she got my heart but I don't got one (Ha-ha)
Pretty b*t*h let me hit before I dropped one
Up on the opps, I'ma score and let the clock run
Chop like a Newport, if it smoke, I'ma pop lungs
F**k the past, it don't matter what it was (It don?t)
I been big up, I wanna jugg just because
Light-years ahead of y?all, feeling like I'm Buzz
We met one time, you got the nerve to call me "cuz"?
That sh*t crazy, spinning hoes like the Hokey Pokey (Spinner)
Every time I drop a song, I see them goat emojis
Acting tough so when you see me out, you ?posed to show me
Stop flashing sticks, shoot that b*t*h since you 'posed to blow me
But you ain't, you a b*t*h and you know it
Actions speak louder than words so I'ma show it
She looked me in my eyes and said, ?BabyTron, you goated?
Almost nutted in her mouth, b*t*h took me out my focus (What the f**k)
She said, "It don?t look like you swipe", that's the whole point (B*t*h)
You worried 'bout a Scat, b*t*h, I'm coming Rolls Royce
Jumped in my bag like I ain't have no choice
Runtz beating a**, boy, I ain't got no time to smoke joints
Your hoes through, huh, I'm talking finished
They said I look like Drake Bell, b*t*h, I'm still tripping (I am)
They praying that I lose, look, b*t*h, I'm still winning (I am)
Count my blessings everyday but I'm still sinning
Light skin b*t*h from the Ville and her head great
I'm talking A plus, b*t*h made my legs shake
I'm a hundred like a twenty plus ten eights
BAPE wet as hell, I remember rocking Red Ape
Every b*t*h that doubted me gon' regret it
Looked at the sky and told God that's where I'm headed
If I get online and grab a punch, it's a Debit
If I send that b*t*h in the store, it's some credit (Slide)
Nike tech, could give a f**k about a fit
Jack after jack, could give a f**k about a brick
Ten bands on me, give a f**k about some drip
Jammed and I slide, could give a f**k about some [?]
Had her tapping out like I know jiu-jitsu
You can't hit this 'Wood, boy, it's gon' hit you
If I was broke like y'all, I'd be p*ssed too
Feel like Vin Diesel, hit the block then I drift through
I gave a b*t*h my heart then she threw it in the dirt
If it ain't the truth, I won't put it in a verse
Feel like Undertaker, I'll throw 'em in a hearse
Left the b*t*h sick, I need to throw her to a nurse
I ain't playing checkers, I was taught to play chess (I was)
Ain't nobody in this b*t*h looking like a threat
Lead in this Glock, I'ma put ?em to the test
Heart on my t-shirt, wish I could put it in my chest
I'm on yo a**, that's for everyone ahead of me
Wouldn't care if you was DTE, f**k yo energy
Swear you hard bodied, got female tendencies
Fendi belt looking like the grade I got in Chemistry (F's)
F**k Call Of Duty, brodie on a kill streak
Want to be my wife but she just a lil' freak
Got his first pair of Yeezy's, now doggy feel sweet
Sh*ttyBoyz what? I swear to God y'all kill me
I'd still stand out if I was laying down (Stand out)
Super sense, I can smell when it's a play around
First time I loaded up, I was playing ?round
Feel like Clyde Drexler with the slides, b*t*h, I'm blazing now
28 waist, the Glock can't fit 'cause they skinny
Bro shoot like Curry, walk away, do the shimmy
Talking ?bout cuffing? LOL, b*t*h, you silly
It's Tron now, b*t*h, cut it out with the Jimmy

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