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[pre_chorus]
yeah (ooh)
(runnin’ up bands, this sh_t gettin’ dumb, yeah)
(back in the day, i was broke as they come, yeah)
(counting up money, this sh_t so fun, yeah)
(fully loaded, ’bout to load up my gun, yeah)

[chorus]
when you live like this, this sh_t so fun (honeybun)
when you count that bread, this sh_t get dough (honeybun, up on the—)
up on the sofa, catchin’ dome (woo)
i bought the tonk’, i bought the truck (skrrt)
stop callin’ my phone, just leave me alone, yeah, d_mn it (yeah)
i’m not from this zone, i’m not from my home, i’m not from this planet (yeah, yeah)
i’m high on life, my glock talk to me, it told me, “go blam it” (bop, bop)
yeah, f_ck what you sayin’, you a lil’ b_tch, go talk to your mommy (mommy)
i don’t got time for the fuss, ridin’ ’round, i been collectin’ them bucks
i’m ’bout to, skrrt, no f_cks, i’m ’bout to swerve and dab on the trucks, yeah
i don’t give a f_ck that’s a plus, whole lot of money on me, got ’em bucks
all double givenchy, addicted to bust (the bust)
uh, i’m ’bout to bet there’s a bus (oh, yeah)
i’m ’bout to hop out the range, i don’t give a f_ck where they layin’ (lil’ b_tch)
i be collectin’ my chains, rolls_royce got the umbrella for rain (skrrt)
b_tch, it’s a wonderful day, swervin’ and dabbin’, don’t make no mistakes
cook his ass up like a grill, like a steak
i don’t give a f_ck what you say, you can’t stay (no, no, no)
[verse]
didn’t deserve it, i didn’t deserve it, i didn’t deserve (yeah)
any time that i want, b_tch, i’m leavin’ this earth, yeah, ah (yeah)
they told me, “get back,” b_tch, there’s still bills for the birds (brr)
and f_ck what you think, ’cause you wish for the worst (dah)
no, don’t you get it? i’m pushin’ my limits, ah (pushin’ my limits)
i’m squeezin’ that b_tch just like squeezin’ some lemons (yeah)
ah, f_ck what you said, b_tch, i’m pushin’ them limits, yeah (ooh)
back in the day i was ridin’ that civic, i’m pushin’ the limits, no gymnast, yeah (ooh)
pull up, i’m in that lil’ urus, i’m swervin’ and dabbin’ that b_tch, yeah, my business (oh, yeah)
bought a new patek, it sit on my wrist, and it glisten, they motherf_ckin’ listen to me
’cause i’m talkin’ a lot, and i’m walkin’ a lot, got a lot of money on me, parkin’ the lot (woah)
i got them woods, got them b_tches in the back, got the bricks in the back, get them racks in the bag (ack)
i got a glock and it sit on my lap, ’bout to shoot ’em, go “doo_doo_doo_doo,” and they dead (bang)
i already said it a million times, but i’m ’bout to go back and just say it again (yeah)
b_tch, it’s f_ck what you said, and it’s f_ck what you read, i don’t give no f_cks, b_tch, you better off dead (yeah)
leave ’em so slimy like this, b_tch, i leave ’em on read

- yeat deluxer

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