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Kick a kid like Bruce Lee, fuck up his receptacles
Sing to her I'm Swae Lee, she thinks I'm unforgettable
I can't drink no beer, cause this verse wouldn't even sound good
Got up off the burgers, now I think that Andy Reid should
Seeing red like Ed Sheeran at my castle on the hill
Got Lewinsky in the office, that bitch call me Bill
I took pics, I must think that I'm Kodak
I'm hittin' too deep, she must think that I'm BoJack
Managin' this game like I'm Brock Purdy, pussy ho
If they drop 30, I'ma lose a bandy, pussy ho
Kill a plug, these 30's fake, I step 'em with my big toe
Rob 'em tell em' find me, I got two feet on the top floor
Huntaps said, let's go drop this before Usher
My girl bad as fuck, I don't think that Taylor Swift could touch her
Got a suite, but it ain't bigger than mine
Before you say it, I do see the 50 yard line, lil bitch
Before you say it, think about it, know you got some loose lips
Feelin' Jake Moody, but I'm not cause I don't miss kicks
Booty pretty flat, I don't think John Mayer split it right
Hit the certified trap, then I beat the clock
I'm gonna beat you down before I let him stay up in my home
Tap an Uber from the bar, when I'm drunk, I'm not Mahomes
Kelce better check with me before he tries to come to Cleveland
If he don't, he best believe this blicky swifty when I see him
If he don't, I swear to God, I'll leave my pistol without blank spaces
Jason probably gets it too, they leavin' with some shaved faces
Ridin' round 15, ridin' round with 15 shots like Mahomes senior
Yeah, I need me a T-Swift
I need me a Taylor Swift, a rich ass cheerleader
In Vegas for the bowl, two dubs at Caesars
Seven leg parlay I took the under for a Chiefs receiver
I done saw the script for the next season
Twenty-twenty-five, I put a mortgage on the Browns for a good reason
In the field, I put on like Travis Kelce, big playmaker
Supermodel bitches on me cause I'm wealthy
If I was him, I'd still be with Kayla Nicole
And still have T-Swift, eating me on the low