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Stand tall, watch this, y'all was in the background
Fourk, flatscreen, stand close to the TV
With a bad bitch like Sabrina, I wake in the morning she like my espresso
Step from a dream and they know I can't switch up
Been on the rush and they know I been big time
Since we connected we had to go lock in like Jayce ain't been talking unless it 'bout music
Hearts going out to the ones who gon' need it my inbox is flooded with all of these features
I kindly reject them and send them a message my style ain't free so I left them on e
I been too turnt up, I'm at the peak I ain't piping on down
Proud of myself and it feel like I felt like I'm Gump yeah my momma been proud
I just been working I wanted the fruits
Cup turn to styro it's Jamba the juice
Turn up my headphones I want em to bleed
Yall said my ego was massive again, I guess I earned it I'm making it happen again
I never call out, stick to the motto
I'm like stan with the smith or the alien strain
ColdStone the large gotta have it again
Wake in the morning I felt like a fiend I'm adjusting the view and the habits again
This ain't been sum like a friend of a friend but September will end so just wake me in case
The beat ain't been paid but the cameraman paid
Jayce don't you trip get a hundred percent
I catch a flow and I ain't making sense
Maybe that's me try encoding the phrase
Reason ain't posting those lyrics on top of my page
Leaving it up for interpretation like I sign the language I ain't sign my name on all the oldest photos that I'm tryna grow from
Yeah, bitch I'm pulling off they stalking
She gon' get on top and I'm shouting Chicken Jockey
Stacking bricks it's getting blocky
Loud bitches and they eating Takis
But I show em' bands and they give me sloppy
Bitch I'm feeling like I'm Chief Keef
Smoking on that fucking ree-ree
This shit gonna leave you tweaking
Bitch wait
Why the fuck you even speaking?
On my motorcycle bitch you know I'm speeding
Pop a wheelie and these hoes just get to creaming
Call me Micheal Jackson way I get to beating
It's fuckin' treason I ain't even need a reason why I'm speeding like a fucking demon
Your bitch just want my semen
Bitch I'm pulling off they stalking
She gon' get on top and I'm shouting Chicken Jockey
The beat ain't been paid but the cameraman paid
Jayce don't you trip get a hundred percent
I catch a flow and I ain't making sense
Maybe that's me try encoding in the phrase
Reason ain't posting those lyrics on top of my page
Leaving it up for interpretation like it's sign the language I ain't sign my name on all the oldest photos that I'm tryna grow from