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(bshr)
b_tch, i’m a idol
b_tch, i’m a mogul
if you don’t get racks, boy i don’t know you
only say it once ’cause i know that i told you
if you a p_ssy, that pressure gon’ fold you

no i don’t talk, best believe i’mma show you
just might drop you, i ain’t even gon’ hold you

name in everybody mouth, must be o²
we makin’ hits yeah, cutthroat the go to
sh_ttin’ on you n_ggas ’cause that’s how it’s supposed to go
richer than me, you joke

we don’t move that dope, but we buildin’ a future
hit ’em with the choppa, now he need him a suture
f_ck her one time, it ain’t sh_t just to boot her
know ya boy blessed, i ain’t talkin’ bout buddha

young hoes broke, i’mma get me a cougar
i’m in four door, you ridin’ a scooter

say you a dog, you ain’t got no b_lls, you a neutered loser
f_ck on some twins, yeah i got me a two for
rappin’ and trackin’, i’mma poetry trooper
i’m from the agg, came straight off of cooper
i ain’t ya’ average, everything i do super
better keep watch, i ain’t talkin’ frank mueller
he got a freezer but he know that i’m cooler
he got a new hoe, my b_tch is newer
she bringin’ drinks, so i call her refueler
i’m fully formed and you n_ggas just bloopers

(ballermain)
aye… i just be ballin’, no hooper
pockets be skinny, you the highest loser
yo’ hoe choosin’ me ’cause she know that i’m smoother

keep me a nine, but a n_gga no shooter
keep me a nine ’cause i live in texas…
everybody here act wreckless
go cop some racks and i flex it

copped me a whip, drivin’ so fast… d_mn… i missed my exit
spendin’ a grip, givin’ me neck, now it’s on to the next b_tch
all in my bag, stackin’ my cash… flexin’ on exes

i’m f_ckin’ that hoe… i make the p_ssy pur
do what i want… feel like lil uzi vert
red beam glock… call that hoe lucifer
f_ck that hoe… i get the money first
opp down bad… he in hurst
opp down sad… know that it hurts
wanna remember him, put on a shirt
keep me a .30, i ain’t talkin’ perc

i’m throwin’ some cash, i like how she twerk
only throwin’ ones so she think i’m a jerk

shoppin’ at ross, you look like a clerk
41 diamonds, look like i’m dirk

sendin’ them bullets at cousins… no i ain’t talkin’ bout kirk

(bshr)
she finna squirt and i’m feelin her booty
sippin’ that drink and i’m feelin a little goofy
i got the bag, don’t act like you knew me
no i ain’t change, no… this ain’t no new me

pop on the scene and i’m pausin’ the movie
i’m takin’ b_tches… yo’ b_tch said, “ooh me!”
i’m ballin’ out, i ain’t talkin’ no two_three
i be the a_1, y’all n_ggas 2_c

when i come through, yo’ btich gon’ choose me
too many b_tches that’s just tryna do me
got a new whip, this hoe so roomy…

but it ain’t no room for you hoes
i got the green like four_two_o
told her slow down, she sore her throat

yes i’m the king, yeah i tore the rope
you try to rap, but you bore me bro
he try to go before me? no
you always dancin’ for these hoes

know that you broke, can’t afford these clothes
water on my neck came from the sea floor

beat up the cat, somethin’ like deebo
yo’ whip get re_poed
haters be watchin’ like ti_vo
f_ckin’ on hoes in rio
say he got bags, but he know he ain’t richer than me though

countin’ cheese, no cheeto
and he broke, and she broke, and he know, and they know, and she know, and he know…

- bshr

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