Y2 is that you?
Huh
I missed you bryce
Huh, huh
Huh, uh
Yeah, huh
Don't play games this shit ain't a fair
This shit ain't valid, though
I could not be mad at dude
I'm off of the gas, lil dude (I'm off of the gas)
Big Backwood, he smoking that square
Can't get it at that, lil dude
They playing my tracks, lil dude
Like run this shit back, lil dude, oh
Like run this shit back, like run this shit back
I keep me some racks, my bro servin' packs
My bitch servin' face, my bitch servin' ass
Your shit for the grass, your shit for the trash
I'm living too fast, 250 the dash
I'm fixin' to crash, I been in the lab
I can never sleep, I feel like I'm Nav
I been counting up, I been doing math (Hey)
Count it up
Young nigga, young nigga run it up (Run it up)
How many would you need? Like a hunnid em
??? like all along
Imma give smoke like a fucking bomb
I can take the headache, Casamigos
??? then I'm in and out
Ring, ring, ring (Brr)
That's them bands calling (Prr)
Ching, ching, ching (Yeah)
Hunnid bills falling (Hunnid bills falling)
Never catch ???
Ice on, bitch I been balling
Bitch you been stalling, the gas
I can take off, too fast
Like Corleone, the cash talking to me, yall
I'll take the flight like a Hawk
Bite like a shark
Living that nightlife, yeah
Living nightlife, yeah
Don't play games this shit ain't no fair
This shit ain't valid, though
I could not be mad at dude
I'm off of the gas, lil dude (I'm off of the gas)
Big Backwood, he smoking that square
Can't get it at that, lil dude
They playing my tracks, lil dude
Like run this shit back, lil dude, oh
Like run this shit back, like run this shit back
I keep me some racks, my bro servin' packs
My bitch servin' face, my bitch servin' ass
Your shit for the grass, your shit for the trash
I'm living too fast, 250 the dash
I'm fixin' to crash, I been in the lab
I can never sleep, I feel like I'm Nav (Skrr, skr, skr)
Hey
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