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(S-shu-shu-shut-s-shu-shu-shut-s-shu-shu-shut up
Horriblistic ting-horriblistic ting-horriblistic ting)
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The difference between me and you, I won't end up dead or in jail
They say I don't love God, raised in hell
Devil on my right side, Kenan Kel
See the 6 on my hand, can you not tell?
But this Christian bitch don't wanna repel
I pop pills, don't pop shells, I like ravin' and I fuck down girls
This tight-ass t-shirt might look LGBTQ to you
Still, I could go fuck up your boo
French girl bad one, tell her, "Salut"
Emo, basic, still want a view, my typa girl is a one with a- (huh)
She wanna say I'm a son of a what?
"Suck this dick," what I tell her to do
Like, huh
Innocent white girls rappin' to my songs on TikTok talkin' 'bout some shanks
Pop me a pill, fuck a bitch, shoot blanks
But the dick didn't work but she still say, "Thanks"
Throwin' up F not FaZe get banks
Mans been in the scene don't care if your rags
Fuck a Double-R, man pull up in a tank
No, I don't smoke weed but I do pop pills
Life got lit but the headtop kills
I spoke to the guy and I'm doublin' deals
Make my stack for the fun of it, thrills
You can see the cash by the weight that I put on, I came a long way from free school meals
Business bitches shit I stood on, my girl come short, my height in heels (huh-huh-huh)
Huh, bro-bro runnin' up tills (huh-huh)
Talk with your chest don't talk on the 'net
Got a blonde bitch, yeah, she love talk with her chest
I'm in F1 pushin' that gear to the top
When I'm with my baddie like tour le reste
When I rock my LV I pop out the best
Huh, Maison Margiela, Alyx
Are you mad just 'cause I rock Balenciaga, don't mean I hate me a fuck off tech
Are you mad just 'cause I got OSBATT, don't mean I won't bat man with a wrench, chu
Makin' a rack ain't nothin' to me, but makin' a rack is somethin' to you
I came in this shit never lost, my baddie from France ain't funny to lose
I came in the scene with a pack and a deuce
You came in the scene with a cock and tattoos
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The difference between me and you, I won't end up dead or in jail
They say I don't love God, raised in hell
Devil on my right side, Kenan Kel
See the 6 on my hand, can you not tell?
But this Christian bitch don't wanna repel
I pop pills, don't pop shells, I like ravin' and I fuck down girls