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[intro]
ayy, gotta run low with this (zaycello, you made this?)
this a thousand_dollar jugg, i had my phone on dnd
i don’t know the b_tch, i just met her, i’m knowin’
yeah, yeah

[verse]
thousand_dollar jugg, i had my phone on dnd
i’m a trapper, not no scammer, l don’t know no pnc
i don’t know her, i just met her, but i’m knowin’ she a freak
she don’t know me, she just met me, but she knowin’ i’m a geek
i’m a geeker, i get turned off sleepers, plus i need a eater
i’m in new york, i’m recordin’ in new york, b_tch, turn up the speakers
this sh_t spreadin’ all across the world, this sh_t worse than the ether
i heard this sh_t like crack for thе ears, this sh_t don’t ‘posed to be lеgal
this sh_t easy, i just switch my flow like i switch my hoes
this sh_t easy, i just switch my flow like i switch my clothes
stuffin’ d_ck in back of her neck, make snot come out her nose
her n_gga tender, i can’t cuff no b_tches that be gettin’ exposed
eat a payday, like it’s payday, l made bank today
this day just yesterday, ’cause n_gga, i got rank today
i was born like this, not sworn in it, lil’ boy, you got like that
let me rephrase that, you think you is, lil’ boy, you not like that
hit the vape, boost my high, f_ck your b_tch and boost her ego
loaded way just dodged a rico, we been whackin’ sh_t since preteen
fatman caught him one that’s fifteen, i’m puttin’ my lil’ boy in lil’ league
i can’t let him see what i seen, i can’t let him be what i be
but god still had a plan ’cause we still walk ’round duffle bags
gotta watch these n_ggas and cops, sh_t got me double mad
f_ck her ’til i pop that b_tch, this lil’ ho got a bubble ass
bust one on her face, then do the race, go to your other man
drizzy sh_t, no water boy, all my n_gga quarters boy
i’m locked in with zot, i call him z, that b_tch a florida boy
i stay with lil zay, that b_tch my twin like we the hardy boys
thought i ain’t have to say this sh_t again, but i’m the largest, boy
diamond bustin’ in my necklace, treat the lil’ ho like a peasant
all my n_gga pull up reckless, all my n_ggas squattin’ a chevy
got a junior on the way, i love rubbin’ on her belly
talk to him everyday, tell him we gon’ cause h_lly
i’m already too much for ’em, i know they can’t handle double
turn your mans into a butler if his ass can’t get no hustle
how the h_ll he gon’ be a boss if his ass ain’t got no muscle?
how the h_ll you gon’ get sh_t tossed if your ass ain’t got no cutter?
n_gga ass ain’t got no fire, n_gga ass ain’t good for sh_t
n_gga ass ain’t got no load, n_gga ass ain’t good for sh_t
n_gga ass ain’t f_ckin’ hoes, that’s why he mad about that b_tch
n_gga ass turned chicken tender when he found out she got hit
[outro]
(zaycello, you made this?)

- lassic

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