Yeah, ay
Day one, day one, day one
This for my day ones
f#ck about the fake ones
Smoking that one-to-one ’til it’s all done and Post give me that good sh#t
In Atlanta with your motherf#cking wood sh#t
Uh, harder than Teflon, sippin’ liquor with Efron
Sippin’ liquor with Zac in the back of the green room
Yeah, that’s me and my team room, ay
Me and Khalifa did hit like a million cities
Got a million bitties wishin’ they could get in but they can’t
Soon as they see me they faint
Feel like Mick Jagger in ’76
Huh, got ’em all on my dick
Bobby boy bring in that kick like Kung-Fu Kenny
Not many can f#ck with me
A lot of you f#ck with me and I’m grateful they stuck with me, likе yeah
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Ay, one to the onе, come get it done
No it never run, m#th*rf#ck*r finna run and get a gun with they hands up
When they spittin’ they shittin’ themselves, like oh my god
[?] I think I need witness protection
No I can’t f#ck with injections
Yeah, it’s just me and my section
Feel like someone done gave me an injection
Forty-four, four, four, forty-four, four
I’m coming to kill us
I’m bringing the illest
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