| Bitch I don’t bang, I swing my blade and then that body drops
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| I don’t switch lanes, I don’t want fame but I can’t ever stop
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| They say your fucking death’s a promise and your life’s a lie
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| So I’ma headbang to the bass until I fucking die
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| Aye, aye, I got Rossi in a solo cup
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| Aye, bitch I’m sipping slow until my time is up
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| Aye, lot of stupid bitches getting on my nerves
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| Aye, If you coming with that fuck shit then you better swerve
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| Fuck all that shit that you talk, bitch
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| I did this shit all on my own
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| Fuck all that shit that you talk, bitch
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| I did this shit all on my own
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| So just hold the fucking phone, aye just hold the fucking phone
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| Aye, hold the fucking phone, so just hold the fucking phone
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| Hold the fucking phone, bitch, just hold the fucking phone
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| Hold the fucking phone, bitch, just hold the fucking phone
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| Hold the fucking phone, bitch, just hold the fucking phone |