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Uh, yeah, let's go
I be so high in the air like a parachute
We pull up on your block and then we come embarrass you
Pulling up in a lamb but I switch to a Bentley coupe
Percocet with the lean, I call that shit my Apple juice
Put the Percocet ' in my drink, that shit gave me boost
Diamond choker' my neck, that shit lookin' just like a noose
No I'm not a slave, but that shit right there on my neck it look kinda cool
Okay, I'm in the field like a nigga Brett Rypien
Callin' them plays, I feel like I'm Shane steichen
Diamonds all on my neck and them bitches be biting
Like they Mike Tyson, keeping' that blick on me, nigga not fightin
Let the switch off at niggas like that shit was lightning
Draco bullets, goin' right through a Bison
Niggas on the net they, trollin' the typing
And that be the shit right there, that I'm not liking
Nigga, cause you be a bitch
I got a Glock 26
And this bitch came with the switch
No, I don't need aim assist
How the fuck am I gon' miss
When I run down on niggas
I'm banging that bitch till it click
Ayy, yeah, ayy
The best rapper from around the way
That yall, I know of
But I don't even just rap, though
I'm a better artist in general
Like, none of these niggas fuckin' with me
Yeah, yeah
Four pockets full and I'm countin' my lettuce
Them twenties & fifties' boy, you can forget it
In the field' with the rock, and I'm totin' this bitch
And they call me the bus like I was Jerome Bettis
You be tricking' on hoes and you goin' out sad
So I guess we can say that you got a little fetish
On the block with the guys and we building' this shit
You would think that my niggas was out playin' Tetris
Hop in that Lamb' I pull off like I'm Gordon
All of my cars and my whips, they be foreign
Don't want your bitch, cause the lil' hoe is boring
She be eatin' my dick up, she usin' the orange
All of my niggas, you know we be scorin
I get the codeine, that shit was imported
Double C's on my bag, no, you cannot afford it
Pull off in that urus, then you know I'mma Floor it
I put them diamonds right up on her braces
All of my AP's came with flooded faces
High off the Percocet, baby, I'm spacious
Man, free my niggas, that be fightin' them cases
I get so high, I'm glitchin' through the Matrix
Different color bitches, no, I'm not racist
I get rid of bitches, no, I don't got no patience
Bitch was trippin, told the hoe, tie your laces
Yeah, aye, yeah
Was freestylin, you know
I think I'ma put this on the album
I like how this shit sound, yeah
Yeah