| I keep chrome on that motherfucking Yamaha
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| Big booty stripper had take that ass to comic con
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| Whoop I’m the brand new phenomenon
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| Reppin' for the nerds, we the wave no Kameha
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| They say I should shut my music down
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| I said that’s cool, but put my dick inside your mouth
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| And really I don’t do good at crowds
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| And I don’t go to games cause I can’t spark the loud bitch
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| Azizi fucking Gibson’s what they call me
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| Don’t you shoot the rock, oh we gon take that as you ballin'
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| Chicken Little said the sky was falling
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| But don’t you get confused boy, that’s just money talking
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| If I said it then I motherfucking meant it
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| If your boy can’t ball make the call nigga bench him
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| Kick back and let’s talk about these chickens
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| And everything is everything, especially when you winnin' nigga
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| And we ain’t tryna trump on you niggas
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| We just want a nice little cheap with our bitches (Whatever that is)
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| Mobsters and creatures for dinner
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| In the beginning we were sinnin' but shit now we winnin'
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| Fuck that, bitch
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| We so fuckin' rich, you should learn from this
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| Ain’t no diss, it’s just niggas juggin' 'til they don’t exist
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| Cus I just wanna roll with my niggas
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| I just wanna crack a few hoes with my niggas
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| Someone call the ambulance, I need help
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| Doc I think I got a problem, I keep worryin' bout myself
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| And I can’t blame this shit on mama belt
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| But it taught me ups and downs, so I can’t afford to melt
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| Think about them days I used to be in Thailand
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| Sticky rice, sauteed boy we out here
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| Pad Thai 'fore I shut my eyelids
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| Sorry lil' bitch I was thinkin' bout my childhood
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| Get no love 'less your blood
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| I’ve had too many friends fuck me over for some dumb stuff
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| Why you think we all the way up?
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| It’s because my niggas never gave a fuck |