Woo, yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Woo, yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Woo, ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Woo, okay
Off the wake, I fuck up her makeup
She ain't want shit, just Marc Jacobs
Play with 'em, okay, that's SEGA
All I need one shot, no Kraber
Ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy), yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh), ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy), yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Off the wake, I fuck up her makeup
She ain't want shit, just Marc Jacobs
Play with 'em, okay, that's SEGA
All I need one shot, no Kraber
Ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy), yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh), ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy), yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Make 'em disconnect, make 'em D-C
Straight out the comic book, this DC
Makin' moves on the board, Ouija
Laughin' to the bank, ke, ke, ke
And I'm Cole like I'm with CP
I-D-K why they sleep on me
Freddy Krueger, shit gettin' creepy
And I'm throwin' like a fuckin' QB
With the Migos like it's fuckin' QC
Like a clothing brand, we 10.Deep
And I'm up like I get no sleep
You niggas ass, like what goes in a seat
Like a bird, but they reached their peak
I was sick like I just caught Zika
Like it's Rondonumbanine on the speaker
Call of Duty, thermal scope, heat seekers
Fuck it, think I might change up the subject
Hate you niggas just like Uncle Ruckus
Finger fuck the money give it noogie
Feeling so damn good, might hit the dougie
Like a cup, we in the function muggin'
Jimmy Buckets how a nigga clutchin'
Two sticks on me like some crutches, yeah
Off the wake, I fuck up her makeup
She ain't want shit, just Marc Jacobs
Play with 'em, okay, that's SEGA
All I need one shot, no Kraber
Ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy), yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh), ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy), yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Off the wake, I fuck up her makeup
She ain't want shit, just Marc Jacobs
Play with 'em, okay, that's SEGA
All I need one shot, no Kraber
Ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy), yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh), ayy (Ayy, ayy, ayy), yuh (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
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