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Yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah, Pasto Flocco, yeah (Kyle)
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy (Holy)
Yeah, yeah, Pasto Flocco, ayy

I said, "Ooh, ooh, baby, ah, ah, ah, ah"
I said, I said, "Ooh, ooh, baby, ah, ah, ah"

In the past, never thought I would get her
F**k love, my n***a, forget her
Livin' lavish, I hop in a Tesla
Got a Glock with a .40 Barretta
Bill Nye, she got all the answers
Off a xan, she doin' the dances
All the smoke, I ain't talkin' no cancer
Talkin' bullsh*t and I don't wanna answer, yeah, yeah
She throwin' the pu**y right on me
Cook a n***a, I cook him, bologna
You a fake n***a, boy, you phony
Sippin' yellow, I'm sippin' that Kobe
Bake a n***a like macaroni
Said he punched me but he do not know me
Yeah, I'm trappin', I trap out the stoney
I said, "Ooh, ooh, baby, ah, ah, ah, ah"
I said, I said, "Ooh, ooh, baby, ah, ah, ah"

On stage, cost six and some change
The clout, it got to your brains
Stephen Curry, my chopper got range
I got money like rice, like grains
Boy, you know my body, yeah
Keep the GAT and my Tommy's, yeah
F**k her friend, tried to line me, yeah
What you doin' to my body? Yeah
When she see me, "You the n***a that make all the Trillers"
Baby girl, come and f**k with a winner
Couple shots now she off of the liquor
Now she forgot she got a n***a
F**k all of her friends 'cause she out of the picture, yeah, yeah

I said, "Ooh, ooh, baby, ah, ah, ah, ah"
I said, I said, "Ooh, ooh, baby, ah, ah, ah"

And I got a Barretta that hit him
And that chopper, you know it's gon' blow back
I took a flick, no Kodak
She wanna link, I'ma zoe that
Couple of shooters and scammers, they zoe that, yeah, yeah
You know that I got to be patient
My sweater is everything vacant
Yeah you know that she lamest
Yeah these bullets, you know that they lay him
They could hit you and your family
Gang, gang on the Grammy
Take a trip then I fly to Miami, yeah, yeah

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