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[intro]
mayyzo!
loesoe goin’ crazy

[chorus]
poppin’ a pint of the act’, i think i need this sh_t
she sendin’ me long ass texts, i didn’t read the sh_t
smokin’ on the gas, i breathe the sh_t
boy talkin’ ’bout earth, i’ma leave the sh_t
got a pint so dirty, can’t clean the sh_t
got 40 pointer watches, they gleamin’ sh_t
polka_dot purp’ my ysl
pourin’ up a pint of red for myself
she got a ass so fat, my eyes melt
and when i walk in neiman marcus, i’ma buy a shelf
every time i smoke gas it’s high_shelf
push up, trackhawk, i’ma ride out
f_ckin’ a b_tch so good she cried
and i took her boyfriend’s name out her bio

[verse]
i surpassed my idols and my opps at the same time
i don’t wanna smoke no gas if it ain’t cake or lemon lime
got orange diamonds, clementines
your b_tch know to slide through anytime
got a choppa on the side, i let it fly
r.i.p. to my opps, we let ’em die
r.i.p. to my blunt, i k!lled it quick
got a rockstar choppa with a p_rnstar d_ck
i’m a rockstar boy with a p_rnstar b_tch
i’ma put her on a cam on some p_rnstar sh_t
i’ma put her on a screen
keltec with a beam
ten bands in my jeans
diamonds dance, billy jean
b_tches f_ck on the team
ran it up of a meme
i’m still lil’ michael cera, boy, f_ck you mean?
i put prada on my coat, because it’s cold outside
boy, i could call up my lil’ bro, i bet he ready to slide
and i just hit up tadeo, you know that’s my guy
we was smokin’ gas inside the dorm so we got kicked outside
i’ma leave that b_tch outside, [?] outside
f_ckin’ these hoes, but i was just an outsider
i don’t love the drugs, man, i’m out of my mind
sippin’ hitech, never out of my lines
[?] then i’m out of my grind
presi’ on my wrist, never out of my shine
sippin’ red till the color come out of my eyes
got a bag on the side every time that i ride
push up srt, but i drive it like it’s a scat
sippin’ on wock’, i can’t find that
big 40 pointer diamonds my wrist on glass
brand new h_llcat
smoke gas, smell that
diamonds in the face, time can’t tell that
chains on my neck, city on my back
smokin’ on threat, [?] pack, yeah
[chorus]
poppin’ a pint of the act’, i think i need this sh_t
she sendin’ me long ass texts, i didn’t read the sh_t
smokin’ on the gas, i breathe the sh_t
boy talkin’ ’bout earth, i’ma leave the sh_t
got a pint so dirty, can’t clean the sh_t
got 40 pointer watches, they gleamin’ sh_t
polka_dot purp’ my ysl
pourin’ up a pint of red for myself
she got a ass so fat, my eyes melt
and when i walk in neiman marcus, i’ma buy a shelf
every time i smoke gas it’s high_shelf
push up, trackhawk, i’ma ride out
f_ckin’ a b_tch so good she cried
and i took her boyfriend’s name out her bio

- leesta

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