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Woke up, got fly today, uh (brr, Choppo)
Woke up, got fly today, what?
Woke up, got, uh, that's it, one more time
Woke up, got, uh
Woke up, got, uh, hol' on
Woke up, got fly today
Woke up, got fly today, bitch
Woke up, got fly like a pigeon
How could I lose if I'm already winning?
I'm giving up hell, I'm sinning
Bitch, I ain't me, I do not wanna fit in
Bitch, I'ma rock out like I am John Lennon
I like my hoe on my dick, simpin'
I like my hoe on my body, curdle
So many mini-me's like I was Fergal
Bitch, I'll blow up the bitch like Burgess
Buy me a hood and I'm ready to hurt 'em
No, I do not get too fucked like a virgin
Me and my niggas come through that bitch purging
Like a city boy, these bullets gon' burn 'em
Just like a star, bitch, I ride with a perm
Woke up, got fly today
Woke up, got fly today, bitch
Woke up, got fly like a pigeon
How could I lose if I'm already winning?
I'm giving up hell, I'm sinning
Bitch, I ain't me, I do not wanna fit in
Bitch, I'ma rock out like I am John Lennon
I like my hoe on my dick, simpin'
Copying my swag, tryna be me
I switch up my flow 'cause I know I got plenty
Pouring up, drank this like Henny
Loose in my double cup, I do not fuck with no Renny
I'm on the block but my name not Jenny
I'm in the hood like a engine
I'm on the beat and I eat it, bitch, you're like a Grammy
Wake up, get fucked like a pigeon
Stay out the way, tryna get my racks up to the ceiling
Bid my racks up to the moon
I get beat in it, bitch, when I roll me up too
Ooh, who on my phone? I don't know, it was probably a boo
300 dollar my shoe
Lotta my opps, but then I'm tight true
You cannot hit on my plan, bitch is you cool?
I slipped and stomped on that Avenue, bitch
Choppa
Yeah, yeah