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June, you're a genius
Ayy

I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with all my dawgs at the Airbnb
All these n***as tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these f**k n***as
I'm straight out the mud, I can't f**k with f**k n***as
Why he say where he from? I don't give a f**k, n***a
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust n***as
I just put my middle finger up, f**k a f**k n***a

Ayy, gang slide, gang slide, that's what I was doing last year
A lot of people say I'm being humble, n***a, this the last year
Got so many bands, I'm the cashier, ayy
A n***a retired the hats, b*t*h, I can't do no cappin' here
And I gotta keep the rachet with me
Take his knee, got him Colin Kaepernick-ing
Puerto Rican, she freaky, I bag the b*t*hes
Migos throw me the pu**y, I'm dabbin' in it
I'm a Crip n***a, but I gotta f**k with my slimes, mhm, ayy
Nike headband, got the check right 'round my mind, mhm
I just can't f**k with these f**k n***as
Sniper look like a goose, I can't duck n***as
I lay down on the pillow with plus three
Talking 'bout how they all wanna f**k a n***a
I ain't no lick, n***a, and I ain't no b*t*h n***a
My taxes is six figures, but I drop that on my whip, n***a
I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with all my dawgs at the Airbnb
All these n***as tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these f**k n***as
I'm straight out the mud, I can't f**k with f**k n***as
Why he say where he from? I don't give a f**k, n***a
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust n***as
I just put my middle finger up, f**k a f**k n***a

I be like f**k that n***a, he ain't talkin' no money
If it ain't got twenties, fifties, hundreds, I don't love it
Look at my cup, it's double
Doin' donuts in public, ayy
And codeine a hell of a drug
Sometimes a n***a gotta go'n and say f**k it
Bought a new coupe for her, know my baby love it
Stirred the pot like a n***a makin' b***er
Holy water just to flood the face up
Natural b*t*hes, I'm like, "F**k makeup"
Like my b*t*hes wearing Marc Jacobs
She poppin' it, I gotta smash
She trippin', I got her a bag
I'm Crippin', Chanel on the rag
I ain't got time for these f**k n***as, ayy
Keep a pistol on me, don't try your luck, n***a, ayy
If you ain't gang, n***a, I don't f**k with you, ayy
F**k your kind, n***a, you a f**k n***a, ayy
I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanging, now she think she hearing things
I just counted up one hundred bands with all my dawgs at the Airbnb
All these n***as tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me
And I got extended clip for all these f**k n***as
I'm straight out the mud, I can't f**k with f**k n***as
Why he say where he from? I don't give a f**k, n***a
A lot of y'all switched up on me, I don't trust n***as
I just put my middle finger up, f**k a f**k n***a

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