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Ay, ay
How 'bout you shoot me right now, then?
Since you got so much to say out yo' mouth
You got a list and they pile up like mountains
Going up, two, four, six, eight, I'm not tryna hear all that counting
Heard it enough, there's so much I'm allowing
I heard enough, put yo' bread where yo' mouth is (ayo, Oddwin)
How 'bout you shoot me right now?
Since you got so much to say out yo' mouth
You got a list, it piles like my account
Talk 'bout some- (see)
Told you I'm done with that counting
Heard it enough, there's so much I'm allowing
I heard enough, put yo' bread where yo' mouth is, dumbass bitch
(Who even are you, nigga?)
Yeah, I'm counting up
Say you got bank, it's not adding up
Watching me move, bitch, you mad as fuck
Bitch, I got something for niggas that's acting up
Ball every day, that boy wait 'til his taxes up
You go to the bank and you stressing 'bout bills
I go to the bank, and I'm laughin', I'm cracking up
Niggas is mad that I made it, okay
Same reason why them boys hating, okay
I showed them niggas my stash, uh-huh
Ain't got no time for that faking, okay
You form a bond and you break it
Play with your heart, lil' bitch, I'ma take it
Nigga gon' text me, "You really fell off"
I'm showing the stats, what the fuck is you saying?
Go ahead, have her heart, don't break it, or I swear to
Don't pass that tape, I'm just gon' burn it
You ain't gettin' no plays, man, you're so terrible
Got all these plays, made up a whole new phase
My gang ain't even aware of
But I got my own pace
There ain't no way my ass gon' be late
I had enough of what y'all had to say
Tell that pussy boy, "Go grab a pencil
Go back home, write somethin' suspenseful"
Orange mini coupe, Ms. Frizzle
But I come in with a big body like Lizzo
Life kinda movin' fast like Jezo
Yeah, you won't get the term, you can't have that mezo
Messing with me, diggin' your own grave, need a shovel
Told the bitch that I just want the money in the duffle (money in a duffle)
Dipshit, better watch your back, be careful
And my ice super flooded, lookin' like a navy rebel
I feel like a rockstar, copped me a metal
Oh, shit! Cop car, gas on the pedal
Niggas tryna pass up the level
Never going down from the hands of the devil (no, sir)
I'm so cool, coming hot like kettle
Man, slow down, too fast, needa settle (slow it down)
How 'bout you shoot me right now, then?
Since you got so much to say out yo' mouth
You got a list and they pile up like mountains
Going up, two, four, six, eight, I'm not tryna hear all that counting
Heard it enough, there's so much I'm allowing
I heard enough, put yo' bread where yo' mouth is, dumbass bitch
(So, uh, did you get around to finding it yet?)