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Ayy, look, yeah we fried, yeah we fried
Fuck all the bullshit, I'm bustin' right in We seen your hoe, took dick on the chin
Flight to Japan, they all know when I land These bitches come up and they all Asians
Huh, huh, huh, yeah, they all Asians
Shoutout, Grandma Yoko, she trained me at dojo, you know that she number one
Sensei Don't fuck with the mojo, she'll send em your
Lo our yak ties, just tryna get paid
I jump through that window like Max Payne Yeah, you know I'm a shooter, that's deep range
Insane, pop out wit my side and ran into my main
They both left me, well, they was both fake Y'all see me take off, but y'all was all late
School' turn me to a dog, I'm feelin' like, Tay Get a fuck hoe out my lane
Ain't with no squares, ain't with no lames Heard a bad ho say my name, I think she wanted Steezy
I can't lie, yeah this shit too easy Chill off the bullshit, I don't read it
Chill out the perks, yeah, y'all don't need it How you make bread, but steady be tweakin
Sit down, cause you know I'm teachin' Might save a, life you ain't gotta believe it
I'm the glove, yeah, I steady be reachin' It's how I be feelin' when I smoke Gary Payton
Too geeked, I don't know what I'm sayin' Hopped in a Lexus, I'm driftin' and racin
That's my past, no, I cannot erase it Be damned if I lied, to change it
In that four door, yes, it's stolen Whip so fast, can't even control it
I rock two bad, bitches with me Tell me, can you feel the motion
Thousand dollar shoes, thousand dollar pants Racks on me, baby, don't get mad when I sag
Dollarsignclique yeah you already know the tag
Ain't no point in complimentin' you Girl, you already know you bad
And I got you rippin' on my Ferragamo Can I put some pressure right up on you, baby
In that four door, yes, it's stolen Whip so fast, can't even control it
I rock too bad, bitch, you with me Tell me, can you feel the motion
Thousand dollar shoes, thousand dollar pants Fuckin' with us, you don't got a chance
I'm feel just like Jordan from the free throw Can I get one last dance
Yeah, run through the field and I came wit my slatt I'm way too locked in, I got me my rack
And lookin' back then, I'll never go back, I'm heavy on that