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Awstria
Threw this lil' b*t*h some, b*t*h, b*t*h
Ayy
Sh*ttyBoyz

Threw this lil' b*t*h some cheese, with her rat-a**
Slid?on?an opp, .40?clapping like a fat a**
Up twenty?iPhone 11's, I'm a jacka**
B*t*h in the kitchen with the?pot,?she?a lab rat
My?b*t*h need a?whooping, with her bad-a**
Sh*ttyBoyz sh*tting on you sh*tty, with your mad-a**

'Bout to snap a pic in front of a white wall
From that point on address me as Jim Paul
Turned on your song and I heard a bunch of lies
I just got word a opp was up at Gay Pride

Heard there was pape off a cliff, so I leaped off
Got your lil' b*t*h on my d**k, told her leap off
Fire-a** slide in my pocket, turn the heat off
Dumba** tried to run off, cut his feet off
Smooth interaction with the clerk off the sweet talk
Bought her some Dior, told that b*t*h take the PINK off
Ride around with ten K's, Kev
I'm the Punch God, can I get some cred?
I'm the Punch God, can I get some head?
Come on, doggy, I know that ain't reg'
Y'all know that ain't reg', we smoking wookiedookiebookie
Hit that b*t*h with super d**k, she had a super booty
This ain't '014, you can't do the Truey
Throw a L in yo face 'cause you losing, goofy

Shooter build forts up, he pulled up in a super dookie
Sick the opps still d**k sucking, n***a super fruity
B*t*h boy steady on my a**, I'ma do a U-ey
Art by Art in a clip, I'll shoot a movie

I'm on tip tonight, lil' b*t*h, come make a movie
Off a Perc' 10, she can feel it, got her feeling groovy
Shh 'cause I snuck in with a toolie
Lil' baby got big guns, I'ma call her "Stewie"

You don't fit in, weirdo
Meijer's ain't popping for the giffies, we at Sears though
Fat black snitch, you remind me of Carl Winslow
This a eighth, that's a Bud Light, we can't cheers, bro
Huh, hell nah, we can't tap cups
Bro don't chase n***as, huh, he a fat f**k
Strap right by my nuts, I ain't calling backup

Put the Audi in sports mode and leave him in the dust
This b*t*h a groupie, I'm recording and she cool with it
You should've seen her face when she saw me, she was losing it
How the f**k you expect yo b*t*h not to f**k on me?
She f**ked the Sh*ttyBoyz, Stan, Tron, and Dee

Huh, goddamn
That b*t*h f**ked all three
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Pulling off in a Scat, hasta la vista
Jab like a heavyweight, I'm not Bautista
Powered up off the Perc', I am not Vegeta
Getting head at the Coney, almost dropped the pita

Got the world on my back, feel like Hercules
D**k ain't hard, that's a rack in my purple jeans
Mace Windu 'cause my stick got a purple beam
Tried to give me life for thrust in the first degree
She said when I do the dash, it make her wet
Stepped out, jugg wet, made a puddle, got me wet
That big b*t*h on a [?]
Somebody pa** me Moscato, I do not see a threat

Fit water, I feel like Percy Jackson
B*t*h couldn't get fifty cent if I was Curtis Jackson
Finna suplex your lil' b*t*h off the Perky action
Smack the visor off his head, I heard he capping
I was young with the numbers, I ain't talking fractions
Hit her off the Henny, I don't pay for lashes
Doing fraud in these brand new Air Maxes
Sent him up top, drop his body like a care package

Like a care package, like a care package
Ayy
Like a care package, in these Air Maxes

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