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Yeah
Ball, take it past, still got the tag zone
It's a whole lot bigger than the last one
We could roll up a blunt, we could pass one
Been a long time since I wrote a sad song
Play baseball, maybe we can bat one
Got my left arm hanging out the Batmobile
Try pulling up here, that's a fast one
I don't think you're good enough to break, my dear
Had to separate the facts from the real
Never thought I would've ended up here
Tell myself, are we paying any yet
Wanna go down, I'll stay right here
Yeah, tryna be the best I can
I can't never go back again
Been real, gotta tag that on my lens
Cross me, I'ma put you on the lid
Yeah
Flash on, I wanna flash out
Racks on, racks out
I know I fall for it
Ain't gotta go push up on me
Can't fuck with a bar hoe
But it's built right, nothing, can't get nothing from me
But she spin right back
To the people ain't never really been there for you
Why'd you do all that, why'd you turn your back to the fan, I hold you
Gotta get those flats, niggas setting in all the paranoia
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no
Yeah
Ball, take it past, still got the tag zone
It's a whole lot bigger than the last one
We could roll up a blunt, we could pass one
Been a long time since I wrote a sad song
Play baseball, maybe we can bat one
Got my left arm hanging out the Batmobile
Try pulling up here, that's a fast one
I don't think you're good enough to break, my dear
Had to separate the facts from the real
Never thought I would've ended up here
Tell myself, are we paying any yet
Wanna go down, I'll stay right here
Yeah, tryna be the best I can
I can't never go back again
Been real, gotta tag that on my lens
Cross me, I'ma put you on the lid
Yeah
Breathe it in, the fresh air
I ain't really tryna cause no hell, no, no
Straight up and now sales on the flow
Why they keep on takin' my flow
This some shit I never seen before
We can come get it back even though
Ball, take it past, still got the tag zone
It's a whole lot bigger than the last one
We could roll up a blunt, we could pass one
Been a long time since I wrote a sad song
Play baseball, maybe we can bat one
Got my left arm hanging out the Batmobile
Try pulling up here, that's a fast one
I don't think you're good enough to break, my dear
Had to separate the facts from the real
Never thought I would've ended up here
Tell myself, are we paying any yet
Wanna go down, I'll stay right here
Yeah, tryna be the best I can
I can't never go back again
Been real, gotta tag that on my lens
Cross me, I'ma put you on the lid