| There we go, yeah
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| Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God
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| Boy you know what the fuck going on
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| Back up in this bitch, like I never left
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| Come on, give it to me
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| Sheesh!
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| Riding through the city with the windows down
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| Heard that you was talking 'bout him right there
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| Boy I swear to god you better switch pronouns
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| I don’t ride waves, I don’t switch no sound
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| I don’t hang ten, I’m ten toes down
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| Had a little song I was gonna put first but boy, god damn, this an intro now
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| Right back to it never left though
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| Except for that week I had strep throat
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| Know this shit boom when we come down south and I had to bring my own Lil Metro
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| 2for's on it, man the kid psychotic
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| If you looking for the flows or the hits, I got it
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| When the sun goes down I’ma creep up on it
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| Like a thief in the night, finna pick your pockets
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| I ain’t really fucking with you hypebeasts (nah)
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| Really though, I put it on everything (everything)
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| I don’t really be in no shindigs
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| I ain’t been happy since 13
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| CyHi told me how to deal with the writer’s block
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| Got me thinking maybe I was thinking inside the box
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| Now we in the house, finna bring it around the block
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| Know they wanna hang, but we hanging them out to dry (woo, woo, woo)
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| Guess he never seen this shit coming
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| She a little older, didn’t think she be coming
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| Only thing I’m trying to do is keep this shit jumping
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| So I turned this motherfucker to a pole vault
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| Chicken finger plate for the road, dog
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| Heard that you was working on a mixtape
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| Really you can keep it like the coleslaw
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| Bring the beat back like the overalls
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| Your boyfriend a tool, that’s a Kobalt
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| When I’m in the booth, make the snow fall
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| Ain’t nobody in my class, check the role call
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| One name on it, bring the beat to me I’ma come skate on it
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| Something like Timmy, I’ma Wuntayk on it
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| Boy, I know this shit’s hot, no one takes on it
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| Pre-Med shorty, turn me on like she hit the reset on me
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| Told me that we living different lives right now
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| When I graduated, it was recess for me
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| All these frat boys won’t fuck with the boy
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| Even when it’s really something they could come to enjoy
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| She don’t listen to the lyrics, but she fuck with my voice
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| I got one-hundred situations that I want to exploit and I’ma do it
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| That’s right, riding through the city on my
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| Last life, know I had to beat it down
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| Last night, when she leave the crib she get
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| Baptized, every time
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| Funny how it all works out
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| Right before I did this, I was feeling burnt out
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| Now the whole city 'bout to get burnt down |