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[00:00.09](Reuel, stop playing with these niggas)
[00:03.18]Ayy
[00:05.72]It was times I couldn’t even eat, I don’t wanna hear myself
[00:08.82]Ayy, it was time I couldn’t even eat
[00:12.28]Ayy (ShittyBoyz)
[00:14.48]Ayy, it was times I couldn’t even eat
[00:16.30]Now I up the dinner roll before a bitch can even blink
[00:18.80]Zazas in my body, I can’t even think
[00:21.26]Bitch like Chanel and Dior, she ain’t seen no Pink
[00:23.53]Just dropped fifty, how the fuck I ain’t seen no ring?
[00:25.96]It was pitch-black, how the fuck I ain’t need no beam?
[00:28.12]Yo mindset fucked up thinking you don’t need a team
[00:30.65]I believe in God but I told Hutch fuck the Jesus piece
[00:32.85]She believes in Tron, she can call me when she need some cheese
[00:35.48]Riding with a bitch named “Alicia”, whip need no keys
[00:37.77]Late as hell, turning in the rim, shit, I need Febreze
[00:39.96]Coach ain’t like me so I up some sleeves on his team
[00:42.47]You won’t catch me in them bitches, they ain’t dead stock
[00:44.86]I’m a evil genius, turn a cream into a red pop
[00:47.12]Snipers on the roof, said ain’t shit for us to send shots
[00:49.61]Futurama chop, said ain’t shit for us to bend blocks
[00:52.05]I’m a scammer, boy, yo granny sweet
[00:54.34]Granny be on tip, fuck around and get yo granny beat
[00:56.88]Y’all been burnt twenty plus, whole family weak
[00:59.05]Have my hawk shoot yo ass down like the Atlanta team
[01:01.59]My shit hitting, I guess that I’m Trae Young
[01:03.72]Sit back and listen, lil’ bitch, bet not say nothing
[01:06.18]Glock 40 with a beam, ever held a ray gun?
[01:08.53]I can see it in yo eyes, you never set the play up
[01:10.88]Looked her in her eyes, “Bitch, you bet not set the play up”
[01:13.25]Don’t do that, my main bitch’ll send you way up
[01:15.63]Lil’ lightskin bitch look like Zendaya
[01:17.77]Hold a hunnid dollar bill in the air, I feel like Chamberlain
[01:20.17]Y’all hoes let whoever get y’all pregnant, I’m so scared of y’all
[01:22.75]BAPE hoodie zipped, running at him made him scared of Jaws
[01:25.26]No cap, that’s a shark on me
[01:27.56]Feel like Sub-Zero with that Glock, give me yo heart, homie
[01:29.95]All my plugs hear how I’m a dog, won’t hear no bark on me
[01:32.36]Buffs price hit for twenty-five then spent a mark on it
[01:34.42]Was scamming back in high school but I was really smart on ’em
[01:36.79]Run him over in that widebody, had to park on him
[01:39.03]Bitch, I got a mask on, hat on and they still notice me
[01:41.55]Zap Zone beams, if I shoot it, make my shoulder lean
[01:44.04]Feel like Ray Allen, if I shoot it, I’ma blow the heat
[01:46.28]You can have X-ray vision, ain’t no ho in me
[01:48.63]Bitch, I’m winning, how I’m ‘posed to be
[01:50.82]She just gave me head, I ain’t ask, how it’s ‘posed to be
[01:53.34]I just woke up and made ten, how it’s ‘posed to be
[01:55.70]Cut into my worker, you ain’t never where you ‘posed to be
[01:58.18]Walking in some Christians but I keep some demons close to me
[02:00.47]I’m a hothead, better think before approaching me
[02:02.82]This some za, bitch, I’m Mr. Hell-Nah-You-Can’t-Smoke-With-Me
[02:05.13]I just want some head, she talking ’bout, “That dick be choking me”
[02:07.62]Scam God, bitch, I’m in the bank and I’m getting slimy
[02:09.92]Harden, I got rocket in these ‘Miris, better get from by me
[02:12.49]Four rackies on a pair of Yeezys, this shit getting pricey
[02:14.81]Shout-out Hutch, yes, yes, bitch, I’m getting icy
[02:17.23]Diablo talk, this shit getting spicy
[02:19.47]I don’t gang bang but I got some finger twisters by me
[02:21.75]Set the bar up-up, bitch, it’s hard to trip around me
[02:24.12]Feel like Bledsoe, made some bucks when I hit Milwaukee
[02:26.72]Yeah, take his top off like a [?]
[02:28.78]I’ll break yo dusty-ass down, I know them ain’t no black wires
[02:31.30]TRL, yeah, that’s lil’ gang, they known to scratch tires
[02:33.60]Reese and [?]like to shoot shit, I don’t have fighters
[02:35.94]LJ came through swinging bats with the barbwire
[02:38.36]Teejay beat the clerk ass ’cause his card was fire
[02:40.67]Finna be on my dolo shit ’cause my heart tired
[02:43.09]Stan and Dee got the one, all my dawgs swipe
[02:45.42]Me and Donnie Bands hit every two man in Ypsi
[02:47.88]Do I card up at Wally’s? I made two bands so simple
[02:50.18]I’m the reason why they broke up, why you mad she pick me?
[02:52.56]They was praying on my downfall, I blew past them, silly
[02:54.93]Neph’ asking for a Fraud Bible ’cause I know Javar
[02:57.23]I taught y’all to ball, y’all my sons like I know LaVar
[02:59.44]Waiting on this rap shit to pop ’cause I know I’m hard
[03:01.87]Every time I close my eyes I see BINs, this shit so bizarre
[03:07.35]How it’s ‘posed to be
[03:09.89]That’s how it’s ‘posed to be
[03:11.48]Cut into my worker, you ain’t never where you ‘posed to be, ayy
[03:15.13]Year of Release: 2020

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