Yeah, what the fuck they on?
I apply this shit, lil' bitch, I got it all on
Yeah, smell this shit from a mile away
Shit all cap, like a test on new cologne (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Yeah, yeah, what the fuck they on?
Yeah, some broke ass bum-ass boys, they ain't got no song
Yeah, you compare your newest shit to my oldest shit, and I still beat it
Still got the big numbers, I been doing the muhfuckin' triple million
Uh, I'm on the muhfuckin' Percs again, I really like to spend and win it
Yeah, got out of my muhfuckin' Urus, I hop in McLaren and hit two hunnid
I don't give a fuck what you said, lil' bitch, I got muhfuckin' money, money
Uh, I don't give a fuck what you said, lil' bitch, I got honeybunny-bunnies (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Uh, they tryna copy my voice, but they cannot do it like me, like me
Yeah, I'm bout to hop in with 'em big dogs and run hundred K first week
Wake up in the morning, geek up in the morning, bitch, I'm 'boutta tweak, huh
Bitch, I'm allergic to being broke, no, can't be me
I been taking X still, I take a Perc before I sleep
I been taking X pills, I ain't take a Perc in a week (Yeah-ah)
What the fuck they on?
Yeah-yeah, bitch, I am high as fuck (Yeah, yeah)
Pull up on me, got a gun (Bang, bang)
Pussy boy, you better run (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I been in the saint club
Yeah, the devil didn't tell me what the fuck it was
Yeah, they ain't on shit 'cause they ain't like us, yeah, they ain't like us (Yeah)
Pull up inside that Tonka, lil' bitch, yeah, pull up that truck (Yeah-ah)
I could say you ain't get it, lil' bitch, but you just a dub (Yeah-ah)
I'm high as the muh'fucking Gods, lil' bitch, I am flying above 'em (Yeah-ah)
Yeah-yeah-yeah, I got it tinted, pull up, smoke 'em out the flint (Yeah-ah)
Pull up in the fucking Tonka, it's all 'bout the building, we done bought the Benz (Yeah-ah)
You a motherfucking lame, no, you can't get in, bitch (Yeah-ah)
Get the fuck away from us, you a bitch boy, you is not him, yeah (Yeah-ah)
All I do is let it spin (Yeah-ah)
Run this shit back again
Yeah, what the fuck they on?
I apply this shit, lil' bitch, I got it all on
Yeah, smell this shit from a mile away
Shit all cap, like a test on new cologne (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Yeah, yeah, what the fuck they on?
Yeah, they some broke-ass, bum-ass boys, they ain't got no song
Yeah, you compare your newest shit to my oldest shit, and I still beat it
Still got the big numbers, I been doing the muh'fucking triple million
Uh, I'm on the muh'fucking Percs again, I really like to spend and win it
Yeah, got in my muh'fucking Urus, I hop in McLaren and hit two hundred
I don't give a fuck what you said, lil' bitch, I got muh'fucking money, money
Uh, I don't give a fuck what you said, lil' bitch, I got honeybunny-bunnies (Dream, this shit go dummy)
Uh, they tryna copy my voice, but they cannot do it like me, like me
Yeah, I'm bout to hop in wit them big dogs hundred K first week
Wake up in the morning, geek up in the morning, bitch, I'm 'boutta tweak, huh
Bitch, I'm allergic to being broke, no, can't be me
I been taking X still, I don't take a Perc before I sleep
I been taking X pills, I ain't take a Perc in a week (Yeah-ah)
Yeah, what the fuck they on?
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