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I don't even gotta talk now
I can't wait for these plows and I ain't hear shit like a golf ball
You know what I hate for real
I hate this shit, when hos be tryin' to try me like a trick dog (on gang)
They like, "Ski, where the hell you been?", I say I sit in the loft now
200 foot is fuckin' lean, so I don't even gotta cough now
Send Back up five million streams, so I don't even gotta talk now
Little bitch say she the one for me, but I think she might fall down
I think she might fall down, huh
She can't even lift me up, you can't even sell my cup
Walk outside, I'm rich as fuck
400 just for the t-shirt
I'm tryna log in, get in the car
I got so many fuckin' plates, these niggas be really old
I fuck around, caught the old head, don't fade time, bro, say, man, you are bugging
It ain't even fuckin' urgent, I'm the chef, man, send him curries
I'm assin' them damn funds, I'm assin' them damn funds
I'm so locked in, in the street, my plug will pay my bail
I help a nigga out on bail and he wouldn't fuckin' help me
I don't be mad if I get in a hot clit and a nigga belt me
I'm like, "Why the hell you there?"
"Man, why the hell you there?"
I done went pissed, I couldn't even move like I was in a wheelchair
They like, "Ski, where the hell you been?", I say I sit in the loft now
200 foot is fuckin' lean, so I don't even gotta cough now
Send Back up five million streams, so I don't even gotta talk now
Little bitch say she the one for me, but I think she might fall down
I think she might fall down, huh
She can't even lift me up, you can't even sell my cup
Walk outside, I'm rich as fuck
400 just for the t-shirt
I'm tryna log in, get in the car
I got so many fuckin' plates, these niggas be really old
Tiny nigga be really old
Get a beat from HD, I get it from Cole
I'm rich, yeah, I stop at a cop a call
And I'm in Atlanta, think it fine
And that bitch, they cheap as hell, like I'm in Cali
My lil' bro gon' smack a nigga, make him tattlin'
Some of my foenem, they grew up in violence
And I do your chimes, just load up the balance
Just load up the balance and load me on no helm
Shit, we gon' make up some money
I gotta get back in the story, yo, your label tryna give me 200
Nigga ain't grabbing it off my neck, you know I ain't rubbing no condom
How can I lose this shit underground, I usually just pin 'em
They like, "Ski, where the hell you been?", I say I sit in the loft now
200 foot is fuckin' lean, so I don't even gotta cough now
Send Back up five million streams, so I don't even gotta talk now
Little bitch say she the one for me, but I think she might fall down (yeah)
I think she might fall down, huh
She can't even lift me up, you can't even sell my cup
Walk outside, I'm rich as fuck
400 just for the t-shirt
I'm tryna log in, get in the car
I got so many fuckin' plates, these niggas be really old
I got so many fuckin' plates in my-
Tryna get it on
I was just trying to give it to her, but I stay in my zone