Yuh, yuh, ohh, ha!
You won't, yes sir!
Yes sir, okay
ChaseTheMoney, ChaseTheMoney!
What you say?
Common sense is to compromise
When everybody 'round you talking nice
That is a yes man, recognize (Yuh, huh)
I am appalled by the battles I fight
I'll let them all think a nigga too nice
Like when a nigga say they dog don't bite (Yuh, huh)
I shake shit like a lime in a coconut
Smoking dark green weed, my bitch call it ogre nut
Forbidden fruit in my diet, get my wisdom up (yuh, huh)
(get it, get it, get it, get it, get it)
I'm like shucks shit, shawty got a big butt
Clout is a hell of a drug, that's why she give suck
We been through it, bitch let's do it (yeah, yah)
Ooh, what you do?
Pour the Henny, like a soup (Uhh)
Psst, splash the goon where I'm from and the moon (psst)
Nickelodeon, with my slimes, let em' Ooze
Like Mustela, bought Margiela
I got back my groove
You were a square like in a Rubik
All on my dick like the hair on my pubic
She said, she ready, look at her stupid
'Cause she got a diaper booty like Cupid
Want a hard move like wingman do it
Money how I talk, bitch, I speak fluent
Smokin' on stank, smell like a sewer
How was you feeling vro, bitch like the four
Like haiku, I speak smooth
But, they tryna fuck up my mood
Thought we cool, buy when you round
Fuck, gotta cool up my mood
Like say "moo", black-white fur
Designer jacket cover my nude
Take it serious, that's it period, don't fuck up my groove
Like haiku, I speak smooth
But, they tryna fuck up my mood
Thought we cool, buy when you round
Fuck, gotta cool up my mood
Like say "moo", black-white fur
Designer jacket cover my nude
Take it serious, that's it period, don't fuck up my groove
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