| I got a
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| I got a pengting wrapped in my duvet
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| Step with a bust-down, do it like Blueface
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| All the Gs from back in the day know JAY
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| Cah I been a slick kid since school days
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| Use to kick ball in Binley
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| Now I’m in Sydney doing up tour dates
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| All day, all day, got big guap and I stack it in four ways
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| I got one missed call from F
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| He dropped me a text like, «Ring man rapid»
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| I blew quick cah the kid just planned it
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| Dropped one tune, now I’m doin' up madness
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| Bare talk 'bout backin' your G
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| When the Gs pulled up, nobody tried back it
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| Get out my face, you’re a madman
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| P come long like Mister Fantastic
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| I don’t wanna hear no words 'bout me
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| I can never go try act bad for the Snapchat cah I ain’t on beef
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| I make my hits and I make my P
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| I’m a young black boy from the C-O-V
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| If you mention Cov', better mention me
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| Bare dead rappers just entered the scene
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| But everybody wanna talk shit pon me
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| Yikes, spit flame when I jump on the mic
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| Got the Gs to my left and my right
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| Little nigga, stand tall if you really wan' fight (If you really wan' fight)
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| Awkward, slim waist and her face come gorgeous (Gorgeous)
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| Got girls on my iPhone callin', JAY1 dick her down until mornin'
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| Bro like, «Sis'»
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| Stepped in with a sweet one called Tee
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| Slim, thick and a big back on P
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| Black kid in a black whip, that’s me
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| JAY1 come and spray one, no talkin'
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| Bad B thought she was stayin' for the week
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| But she’s gotta be gone by mornin'
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| How awkward, suitcase on the doorstep
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| Quick foursome cah your friends come gorgeous
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| I’m jokin', I’m a well-known kid, no boastin'
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| Got your bitch in the back all folding
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| Quick link-up, bend back, then I’m ghostin'
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| Bro, like wait
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| I’m jokin', I’m a well-known kid, no boastin'
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| Got your bitch in the back all folding
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| Quick link-up, bend back, then I’m ghostin'
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| Bro, like wait
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| If you’re shook, just say
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| No pressure to ride
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| Buy 'Ski what he want
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| Do the Toosie Slide
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| Ooh, leng, she think she mine
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| My bro got twenty, he’s out in nine
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| Heard you’re a bad man, dare man chat back
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| He went swimmin' but that’s all flashback
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| She took a picture, don’t tag man
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| Life’s like a movie, I ain’t no Van Damme
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| If I say I’m with 'Ski, that’s Killy
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| Gorgeous with a bore tongue, come gimme
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| Loski loose, can’t take man for billy
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| They do it in cars and they do it in gilies
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| Amiris walk, your season haunts
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| 'Ski let it bang, he ain’t Guy Fawkes
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| I’ve got the best, my name ain’t George
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| I know what he’s like, them bwoy are some fraud
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| Loose or spragga, them man capper
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| I was in my teens doin' Hannah Montana
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| Badder than your favourite favourite’s rapper
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| Ball so hard that I think that I’m Kappa
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| Diamonds wet, your girlfriend wetter
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| In Canada Goose, my name ain’t Pressa
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| Went to the show with all of my bros
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| I was in the middle like Iniesta
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| Stepped in with a sweet one called Tee
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| Slim, thick and a big back on P
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| Black kid in a black whip, that’s me
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| JAY1 come and spray one, no talkin'
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| Bad B thought she was stayin' for the week
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| But she’s gotta be gone by mornin'
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| How awkward, suitcase on the doorstep
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| Quick foursome cah your friends come gorgeous
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| I’m jokin', I’m a well-known kid, no boastin'
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| Got your bitch in the back all folding
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| Quick link-up, bend back, then I’m ghostin'
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| Bro, like wait
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| I’m jokin', I’m a well-known kid, no boastin'
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| Got your bitch in the back all folding
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| Quick link-up, bend back, then I’m ghostin'
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| Bro, like wait |