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This is God's country, this ain't no other land
Beat the fuck out a scammer nigga, I think I broke my hand
Damn, but I ain't show it tho
Play my cards, stack my cheese Nigga, I ain't going broke
Been fucking with Hogwarts, waving wands, man where my cloak?
Hold on bitch, I forgot my dagger
Slammed a nigga so crazy, bitch thought I was Jack Swagger
Niggas posting his last $20 he a real bragger
Switches on Christmas day Bitch, this ain't the Jackson five
Show me the money, just like Michael Phelps I'ma take a dive
Niggas wanna do what I do, but they ain't got the thrive
My song got the hoes going crazy, man this shit live
My ho keep calling, talking bout some gifts, bitch, take a hike
Nigga this a stick up, show your hands, we just took his nike's
Wheeling off the drink, off-road, like I got a bike
My knees leaning, hit the crip walk like my name Mike
Stumping this bitch all gas no brakes like the light green
I'm nice to my bitch, but these hoes say I be mean
Damn, or maybe it's rude
I lost my lay off one point Nigga I ain't in the mood
Bitch, leave me alone You fugly anyway, phone home
Asking questions like my nigga Squid why is everything chrome?
My heart in New York like number seven, threes to my dome
Buddy jumping like Skyzone, now he in the foam
Got him in the box two-three like we in zone
Attacking this nigga every play, he moving like a cone
Feeling like Soulja, so that lil ho kiss me through the phone
The baby keep asking for my age, told the ho I'm grown
Come on
Bitch it's ai on the beat, we for the second time
Fine shit, she definitely a ten, but I said a nine
Hit her ass when I was Optimus, I'm in my prime
I ain't got cash app or Zelle, let me use yo chime
This beat tryna change shit, I'ma change too
Crazy how in third grade, I used to wear the same shoes
Riding in that big body truck, get in yo lane dude
If you was me, and I was you, shit I'd hate too
Gave my white boy the drugs, he did the percolator