Yeah, yeah
What up (pluto the g.o.a.t.)
What up
Yeah, yeah (goin’ dummy on these hoes)
What up
Yeah, yeah (ayoaa)
Hey, miss, i’m your mr. miyagi (yeah, mr. miyagi)
I’ma come and kick it in the balenciagi’ (-ciagi’)
Don’t text me in the mornin’, bae, i’m groggy (i’m groggy, yeah)
Text me, no facetime, i’m too groggy (too groggy)
Yeah-yeah, if i dig in my bag, it’s an m (yeah, yeah)
’bout to put a lil’ b#tch on a film (yeah, yeah, what?)
I done took off in air, i can’t see him (yeah, yeah)
Bound to geekin’ before the codeine (yeah, yeah, what?)
Know the chief, i’m ahead of my time (yeah, yeah)
Got chanel coat and then bought a nine (yeah, yeah)
Keepin’ up with me, one of a kind (yeah, yeah)
Keep it real with me, no need for lyin’
She say, “tuck it in,” f#ck it then
You gon’ have to tuck it in (what?)
You gon’ wear the boots up, b
I can’t suffer, you’s a thief
I’m like, “not them ankle boots
I need the ones up to the knee”
I don’t f#ck with negatives
I don’t need the therapy (ah)
Bump-bump, i get money, uh, i don’t bump-bi-di-bump-bump (huh?)
I don’t wanna fall, ‘fore i jump, i go won-won (ah-ah)
We gon’ run it up, run it up, i’m from comp-ton
They need to go uh, ‘fore i bump, bump them
I get to hop on the mine, fell in love for the night (mine, night)
You don’t say what you want, what is you doing right? (want, right)
That’s up for the mind, now i’m down for the mood (huh, mood)
Act out for a move, going south on you, no? (huh, oh)
Hey, miss, i’m your mr. miyagi (miyagi)
I’ma come and kick it in the balenciagi’ (oh)
Don’t text me in the mornin’, bae, i’m groggy (woah)
Text me, no facetime, i’m too groggy (woah)
If i dig in my bag, it’s an m (yeah, yeah)
Had to put a lil’ b#tch on a film (yeah, yeah)
I done took off in air, i can’t see him (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bound to geekin’ before the codeine (yeah, yeah)
Know the chief, i’m ahead of my time (yeah, yeah)
Got chanel coat and then bought a nine (yeah, yeah)
Keepin’ up with me, one of a kind (yeah, yeah)
Keep it real with me, no need for lyin’ (ahh)
Rockstar stunts the navy jean jacket ho, b#tch
I might take a jet to calabasas just to f#ck my old b#tch (woah)
Push up on an opp, be on that dumb sh#t
Homixide in the box, yeah, they on dumb sh#t
I just f#cked up the function, i just f#cked it up (woah)
I just f#cked up the function, i just f#cked it up
Run the summer again (number again)
Take my number again (take my number again)
Switched the number again (switched the number again)
How much more can we win? (number again)
Tell my number again
It’s the number of them
I moved on, don’t come in
I get to hop on the mine, fell in love for the night
You don’t say what you want, what is you doing right?
That’s up for the mind, now i’m down for the mood
Act out for a move, going south on you, no?
Hey, miss, i’m your mr. miyagi (mr. miyagi)
I’ma come and kick it in the balenciagi’ (‘iagi)
Don’t text me in the mornin’, bae, i’m groggy (i’m groggy)
Text me, no facetime, i’m too groggy (i’m too groggy; yeah-yeah)
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