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[intro]
gah d_mn
what the f_ck
what the f_ck
man, that sh_t…
huh?
n_gga, what?
huh?

[hook]
what the f_ck?
this hoe bad as f_ck like yung miami, finna act up
sippin’ dirty sprite, my momma told me clean my act up
you ain’t seen a ten, so why the f_ck you tryna act tough?
remember i ain’t have it, now i’m pullin’ up in prada

let a white b_tch hold the drac, she make it sing just like madonna
in the club, i’m throwin’ ones, she shakin’ ass just like maracas
foreign baby from miami, so you know she call me “papi”
face a wood just to get high, i’m tryna shake the demons off me

[bridge]
hunnids
fifties
my money all new
[verse 1]
hop in the track, swing dat b_tch like a coupe
bad hoes in here, b_tch—i just dropped the roof
so much d_mn chicken, might buy a new coupe
hop out wit’ dat fye, that’s what they normally do

bro on dat block, boy, i know he gon’ shoot
i’m outside in miami, might be chillin’ wit’ ya boo
once you show her that you havin’, ain’t no sh_t that b_tch won’t do
flip the pack, then i’ma stack it—i like all my money blue

teach these n_ggas like a pastor, tried to cross me like they luke
used to ridin’ in a honda, now i’m hoppin’ in a coupe
n_ggas postin’ on the ‘gram—i’m like, “i got them b_tches too”
got the ball and then i passed it, told my bro it’s time to shoot

[verse 2]
got a ticket on the e_way, b_tches hangin’ out the roof
hoe been lyin’ on my name, these b_tches thinkin’ that it’s true
ion never trust a soul
i’m always sleepin’ wit’ my tool

[break]
man, what the (what the…)
what the f_ck be goin’ on, bruh
man, i don’t even know
i had to say that sh_t again and again
[hook]
what the f_ck?
this hoe bad as f_ck like yung miami, finna act up
sippin’ dirty sprite, my momma told me clean my act up
you ain’t seen a ten, so why the f_ck you tryna act tough?
remember i ain’t have it, now i’m pullin’ up in prada

let a white b_tch hold the drac, she make it sing just like madonna
in the club, i’m throwin’ ones, she shakin’ ass just like maracas
foreign baby from miami, so you know she call me “papi”
face a wood just to get high, i’m tryna shake the demons off me

[bridge]
hunnids
fifties
my money all new

[verse 3]
hop in the track, swing dat b_tch like a coupe
bad hoes in here, b_tch—i just dropped the roof
so much d_mn chicken, might buy a new coupe
hop out wit’ dat fye, that’s what they normally do

bro on dat block, boy, i know he gon’ shoot
i’m outside in miami, might be chillin’ wit’ ya boo
once you show her that you havin’, ain’t no sh_t that b_tch won’t do
flip the pack, then i’ma stack it—i like all my money blue
teach these n_ggas like a pastor, tried to cross me like they luke
used to ridin’ in a honda, now i’m hoppin’ in a coupe
n_ggas postin’ on the ‘gram—i’m like, “i got them b_tches too”
got the ball and then i passed it, told my bro it’s time to shoot

[outro]
got a ticket on the e_way, b_tches hangin’ out the roof
hoe been lyin’ on my name, these b_tches thinkin’ that it’s true
ion never trust a soul
i’m always sleepin’ wit’ my tool

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