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I'm about to get back to punching in rapping
I-I-I'm about to get back to punching in rapping
Your life is a lie, yeah, you keep cappin
Your life is a lie you ain't never went trapping
Y-y-your life is a lie, you ain't ever sell pounds in the back-end
Your life is a lie you gon' die off that dab pen
Send pounds to the lo, yeah, better tap in
My money going up, yours subtracting
I-I'm punching in I don't care what you heard
I live up east-coast with a bird (Ah)
My money do flips, my money be twerking
I'm abusing these percs, I'm abusing these percs
I hop in the whip I'ma swerve
I'on care what you seen, I'on care what you heard
You feel me?
I can't feel no more
They tried coming in so we closed the door
I ain't dating this girl, 'cause she is a whore
My money from the ceiling all to the floor
I'm about to get back to punching in rapping
I-I-I'm about to get back to punching in rapping
Your life is a lie, yeah, you keep cappin
Your life is a lie you ain't never went trapping
Y-y-your life is a lie, you ain't ever sell pounds in the back-end
Your life is a lie you gon' die off that dab pen
Send pounds to the lo, yeah, better tap in
My money going up, yours subtracting
I-I'm punching in I don't care what you heard
I live up east-coast with a bird (Ah)