Bexy, bexy, bexy
I don’t want no f#cking trouble for the hoes
Pullin’ up, you know I got, this sh#t is comatose
I just got to f#cking roll it with my bros
You know that I got to blow my o’s
Chasing f#cking papers yeah, just be chasing dreams
I be still up with my team, Counterfeit and me
And I shout-out nicotine cause it f#cking up with me and I be-
Chasing all the f#cking racks, you know that I get a bag
If you want the f#cking paper, I just save you one for later
I just turn you into vapor, yeah
Turn you into dust, leave your #ss on rust
I don’t f#ck with anybody, you know I’m a blood
If you wanna f#ck with me then out come my trust
I don’t f#ck with anybody, I do not adjust
Like the f#cking sauce, I’m robust
I don’t want no f#cking trouble for the hoes
Pullin’ up, you know I got, this sh#t is comatose
Chasing all the paper, yеah, just be chasing dreams
I be still up with my tеam (team), tryna boost the streams
But it isn’t what it seems, getting rich is not the scheme (scheme)
And we were 17, 17 with a dream (let’s go), 17 with a dream
Then everybody left (yeah), now it’s me and Bex (aye)
Blast off like Silk Sonic, to the moon like Kanye West (aye)
Drippin’ in finesse (aye), like we Bruno Mars
Tryna reach up to the stars, tryna drive up in these cars
Really hope we getting far just reaching to the star
Reaching to the stars
Had a lot of people who said they was down to ride
But now they ain’t going nowhere, they got nothing left to hide
Now we-
I don’t want no f#cking trouble for the, trouble for the
Pullin’ up, you know I got, this sh#t is comatose, sh#t is comatose
Keeping it transparent, it should be apparent (yeah)
They copy us like parrots, taking days off like we Ferris
Now it’s Bueller on the mic (Bueller), picking what we like (yeah)
Doing what we do cause you know we never lose (never lose)
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