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[chorus]
got a long stick with a extra long ‘retta
imma sick f_ck talking slit can murda’
counting all these chips while you counting nada
stole a p_ssy flow but i’m doing it betta’
got a long stick with a extra long ‘retta
imma sick f_ck talking slit can murda’
counting all these chips while you counting nada
stole a p_ssy flow but i’m doing it betta’
hold up wait b_tch just shut the f_ck up!
say that in every song i don’t give a f_ck!
its my flow imma do what i want!
imma pull up b_tch imma go buck!
imma go buck b_tch got a vendetta
p_ssy talking sh_t so we put him on a stretcha’
talking all that sh_t got me feeling kinda fed up!
sliding on the opps imma cut em like a shredda’
bam_bam b_tch kapow!
used to doubt me b_tch look at me now
gotta keep a stick when i’m walking around town
look at yo sh_t ye how yo fish drown
my racks up b_tch yo racks down
break a b_tch heart yeah i watch a b_tch frown
shot up prom got blood on her gown
doing my sh_t imma do it all dolo
hop up in the coupe, b_tch we going to kyoto
punch a b_tch out if she taking a photo
beat a boy ass got mе feeling like i’m loco!
you is not me yeah you got no flow
oh sh_t hеy, hi, h_llo
counting up dinero like a mother f_cking cholo
why you stuck playing like a mother f_cking cello
bad b_tch ass fat, bouncing like some jello
talking all that sh_t like you making racks b_tch h_ll no
h_ll the f_ck no
you don’t got sh_t bruh f_ck you
[bridge]
f_cking brokie ass fool
p_ssy as b_tch bro like
hop up off my d_ck bro
and like one real question
where the f_ck did the f_cking beat go?
[chorus]
got a long stick with a extra long ‘retta
imma sick f_ck talking slit can murda’
counting all these chips while you counting nada
stole a p_ssy flow but i’m doing it betta’
got a long stick with a extra long ‘retta
imma sick f_ck talking slit can murda’
counting all these chips while you counting nada
stole a p_ssy flow but i’m doing it betta’
hold up wait b_tch just shut the f_ck up!
say that in every song i don’t give a f_ck!
its my flow imma do what i want!
imma pull up b_tch imma go buck!
imma go buck b_tch got a vendetta
p_ssy talking sh_t so we put him on a stretcha’
talking all that sh_t got me feeling kinda fed up!
sliding on the opps imma cut em like a shredda’
bam_bam b_tch kapow!
used to doubt me b_tch look at me now
gotta keep a stick when i’m walking around town
look at yo sh_t ye how yo fish drown
my racks up b_tch yo racks down
break a b_tch heart yeah i watch a b_tch frown
shot up prom got blood on her gown
doing my sh_t imma do it all dolo
hop up in the coupe, b_tch we going to kyoto
punch a b_tch out if she taking a photo
beat a boy ass got me feeling like i’m loco!
you is not me yeah you got no flow
oh sh_t hey, hi, h_llo
counting up dinero like a mother f_cking cholo
why you stuck playing like a mother f_cking cello
bad b_tch ass fat, bouncing like some jello
talking all that sh_t like you making racks b_tch h_ll no
h_ll the f_ck no
you don’t got sh_t bruh f_ck you

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