Ah
I'm high as fuck
I just wanna know somethin' (Ah)
Have you ever felt betrayed?
I was on slow-mode (Slow-mode), went on a drill on my dolo (Woah)
My jewelry all real, I ain't Ocho (Huh? Ocho)
Throw up the Roc like it's promo (Promo)
I'm really The Rock, this ain't promo (Uh)
Got a gun in my boot like it's polo (Polo)
I hope JT don't think she Yoko (No)
I'm so fresh, you dressed like hobo (Ah, hobo)
Get to the bands on my solo (I was on slow-mode), went on a drill on my dolo
My jewelry all real, I ain't Ocho (Huh? Ocho)
Throw up the Roc like it's promo
I'm really The Rock, this ain't promo (Promo)
Got a gun in my boot like it's polo
I hope JT don't think she Yoko (I did, Yoko)
I'm so fresh, you dressed like hobo (Hobo)
Get to the bands on my solo (God damn, woo), get to the bands on my solo (Yeah)
Count up a yacht, that's a boatload (Yeah)
Get to the bands on my solo (Woah)
Count up a yacht, that's a boatload (Huh?)
Open my doors, saw eight ??? throws (Huh?)
If it wasn't just in, oh yeah, that'd be a no-no (No)
Not Glock with a switch, yeah, it came with like four shots
I shot at her once, shoot at that boy, he said, "Oh, no"
Smack this lil' bitch, yeah, she just work at the gogo
I'm geeked in this, dickin' her down like a porno
I got my gun, I don't care who behind me (Yeah)
Inside, for side, used to be neighbors with ??? (Huh?)
My first white girl, I swear her name was just Cali
I jump on that jet, this bitch like a tummy
This time I'm rapping, baby, like I'm outta here (Huh?)
I'm tryna rep them babies, get them out of here (Lil Uzi)
E.T, they wrap me up, yep, I am not from this sphere (Woah)
Most of my drugs they come from northern hemisphere (Woah)
My bitch is from hell (Hemisphere)
Pulled down her panties, her pussy got scales (Hemisphere)
2012, bitch, I'm rockin' black skel' (Hemisphere)
Poured up a six, this ain't Tris on the scale
This lil' baby cup got me feelin' betrayal
This lil' baby cup got me feelin' betrayal
Fifty don't got like a pot with a rail
One of my shooters got paint on his nail
One of my shooters, he feelin' betrayal
This lil' baby cup got me feelin' betrayal
This lil' baby cup got me feelin' betrayal
Fifty don't got like a pot with a rail
Get to the bands on my solo
Get to the bands on my solo (I was on slow-mode)
Went on a drill on my dolo
My jewelry all real, I ain't Ocho (Huh? Ocho)
Throw up the Roc like it's promo
I'm really The Rock, this ain't promo
Got a gun in my boot like it's polo
I hope JT don't think she Yoko (No)
I'm so fresh, you dressed like hobo
Get to the bands on my solo
Solo (Boatload)
Boatload, boatload (Solo)
Get to the bands on my solo
Solo (Boatload)
Boatload, boatload (Solo)
Get to the bands on my solo
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