Say you a real shoota? but you ain't shot shit
Ridin 'round the city nigga, and i got a yop stick
Ridin with a bad bitch, and we getting mad rich
Tryna cop a ??? nigga, so you know im taxin
On that Klan Klan shit, getting bags in
Choppa cut his ass to half like he was a fraction
Ion want the monkeypox, hell nah i ain't matchin
Fuck this big booty bitch, had that ass clappin
She make it clap like magic
I got the chopstick on me, so this shit get nasty
These niggas fake as fuck, i compare ??? to plastic
You know i dunk the ??? like a maverick
I ain't average, hell nah i ain't average (Woah Woah)
Getting to the money nigga, gotta have it (Woah Woah)
Gotta get them fyes up, gotta have em (Woah Woah)
And im boolin with the champs out in tampa
Say you a real shoota? but you ain't shot shit
Ridin 'round the city nigga, and i got a yop stick
Ridin with a bad bitch, and we getting mad rich
Tryna cop a ??? nigga, so you know im taxin
On that Klan Klan shit, getting bags in
Choppa cut his ass to half like he was a fraction
Ion want the monkeypox, hell nah i ain't ???
Fuck this big booty bitch, had that ass clappin
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