I dip and she beggin’ she want me to run it up
Just get the bands don’t wanna get your funny up
I am not serious, not ’bout puppy love
Riding the wrinkle now we boutta giddy up
Uh-huh
Ayy, boutta spit game to ya bestie (ayy)
I’ma swing first don’t test me (what?)
Do not disturb don’t text me (no)
I’m about to go on a frenzy (uh-huh)
That boy looking goofy, he silly ahh (goofy)
Look at my bank and i just made a million (ayy)
Said my music is trash i’m like “really bruh?”
Compared to your music it’s really hot
I could run another check if i want to
I might ball on yo girl, kevin durant if i want to
I might flip it up then screw it, date a fan if i want to
If you don’t like my songs then you are trans and that is true
I’m the back counting forties by the seaside with yo shorty
Mountain dew got me going different planets, rick and morty
Got a different point of view, your mom is in my inventory
Boutta switch up the flow and i’ma tell a different story, what?
Gotta a few flows that i use when i need them
If i see an opp knock knock then delete ’em
Gotta few gift cards i just redeemed ’em
I don’t get mad, mother freaker, i get even
I don’t get mad, mother freaker i get even
I just met a nerd i think his name steven
If your a furry you know that i’m leaving
Playboi carti, the way i stop breathing
I don’t get mad mother freaker, i get even
Aye, you already know that i’m popping it
If the call doesn’t go well then i’m dropping it
Say that i’m broke but i guess i’m the opposite
Aye i just stole a verse from the billy
I end your carrier now you looking silly
I’m hungry af, i’ma eat up the chili
I’m not gonna lie, lil cheese touch is silly
Uh-huh, yeah
Wait, you thought i was done? oh, nah
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, okay
You thought i was done but you will be mistaken
I’m eating the bacon these girls i be taking
Meet with your momma, she said i’m jamaican
You said that you rich but i think that you faking
Dip and she beggin’ she want me to run it up
Just get the bands don’t wanna get your funny up
I am not serious not talking ’bout puppy love
Riding the wrinkle now we boutta giddy up
She falling for me ’cause my wrist is so colorful
Back of the class and i’m eating up lunchables
Your mom is hot cause she is very lovable
How many times do i flex? that is multiple
Girls in my crib an the wanna go stupid
Can’t love a thot ’cause my name is not cupid
I don’t even know what to say, so screw it
I’m going goofy while i’m making some music
Ayy, what?
Ayy, what?
Ayy, yuh
Hippopotamus gang
Whoa, that’s not a real thing
Oh, ayy
Ooh, okay
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