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Yeah, yeah, what's good
Woohoo
Ah, what's good
Yeah, yeah, YRM, yeah
I'm YRM, nigga, ha
Back to GXP, I'm driving, mash the gas, I swing the ass
Track and sport, flip-flopping, hoping I don't crash
Smoking on the strongest, mama, praying this my last
I see a chance, I take the risk, nigga, I can't pass
Tennis chain, clean stuff, nigga, it go splash
Switches on the clock, it going fast
A hundred niggas, two hundred feet, gang, them did them bad
A nigga take my bitch, that's her fault, I can't be mad
Distrokid, I need my check, I need it now
Saving up, sixty hundred, gotta smoke the pound
Nigga in my face, I bet his bitch is scrubbed to ground
Bitch up in my face, no Chanel, she screaming loud
THC, this a rough flipping case, I'm Debbie Wild
Broke my heart through love, but no, but nigga, I'm like how
Ten million bitches in this world, a nigga on top of a thousand
Investing in some real estate, owning public housing
Young, rich, reminded, nigga, nigga, we owe some thousands
Niggas, bass and bitches, man, they really be some cowards
Standing on my money, it's so tall, it's like a tower
Do she love me, do she love me not, I feel like Austin Powers