Scar-lxrd, yeah
Weh the bloodclat do you?
Siddung, siddung
Haha, yeah, ay, ayy, yeah
I want it fast, packin' the loot
Gettin' a grasp, stashin' the tools
Livin' on chances, luckiest move
Triple advance, nothing to lose, uh
I-I-I keep on stumbling on this wins
All you do is talk that shit
Get the fuck off of my dick
And yes I made these racks from all my sins
I'm still working at the crib
Uh, I still hate everything (Yeah)
Mask on, no more face, I'm a demon livin' sick
Now I got my money to a place where it's unlimited
Hail Gina, full of grace, would you like to suck my dick?
Even if she's bleeding from a pussy, I'm still fucking it! (Yeah)
I'm a lost boy
Nowhere to go, I'm a lost boy
Money in my pocket, I'm a lost boy
Never give a fuck, I'm a lost boy
Nowhere to go, I'm a lost boy
Money in my pocket, I'm a lost boy
Never give a fuck, I'm a lost boy
Yeah, I'm a lost boy
Thinking 'bout that paper like an addict
Gripping on my wallet like I'm gonna pay damage, uh
If a nigga like it, then I have it
Never gonna miss it, cop up every assist, uh
Them niggas acting like a savage
Acting like they don't know life will give them what they asking
When I get the throne, I'll never pass it
I'm a living legend, ain't nobody else around me
Fuck her from the back
She gone scream like she can't take it
Imma smack her on her ass
And fuck her cum hole like she's famous
Gettin' freaky in my tour
Bus making videos "X" rated
Tell her spread that pussy send them vids and then I save 'em
I want it fast, packin' the loot
Gettin' a grasp, stashin' the tools
Livin' on chances, luckiest move
Triple advance, nothing to lose, uh
I-I-I keep on stumbling on this wins
All you do is talk that shit
Get the fuck off of my dick
And yes I made these racks from all my sins
I'm still working at the crib
Uh, I still hate everything (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Die)
Uh, I still hate everything
Oh, oh yeah, oh
Uh, I still hate everything (Yeah)
I'm a lost boy
Nowhere to go, I'm a lost boy
Money in my pocket, I'm a lost boy
Never give a fuck, I'm a lost boy
Nowhere to go, I'm a lost boy
Money in my pocket, I'm a lost boy
Never give a fuck, I'm a lost boy
Yeah, I'm a lost boy
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I still hate everything
Oh, oh yeah, oh
I still hate everything
Move, okay
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