Damn aj, you goin’ crazy
Oh-woah oh oh
Yeah, oh-woah oh oh
Uh, oh-woah oh oh
Oh, got 12 on my ex, yeah the cops, they already know what we did (oh)
Oh, balenciaga on my socks, they go in my muhf#ckin’ kicks (oh)
Oh, that choppa’ got do do do do do, aim at your muhf#ckin’ ribs (oh)
Oh, this sh#t shine brighter than your diamonds, it look like it came out the fridge (oh)
Oh, we gon’ crash out on that muhf#cker’, heard he was talkin’ bout’ the kid
Oh, we gon’ be rockin’ {?} taylors, i told that lil’ b#tch it’s the ricks (oh)
Oh, i keep this lil’ hoe out the tally, i got a lil’ {?}, she dip (oh)
Oh, she beg me to hop in the foreign and tell me to cancel the trip, oh
I tell the {?} you a thotty, i just popped a molly, i feel out my body for real
I feel like mj’s body, i pass to this scotty, he shooting that b#tch off the kill (oh)
I’m off thе dome in the booth mane, y’all is a sh#t stain
I feel likе juice off the pills (oh)
I whip this sh#t up with aj, rip it like beyblades, this sh#t a game and we still
And they don’t come up to the muhf#ckin’ {?}
They stay askin’ me for a muhf#ckin’ {?}
And i ain’t been hearin’ em’ talkin’ that sh#t no more, they heard the kid done got rich (oh)
That money, that money on, yeah, i tripped that boy, i can teach you how to flip
They funny, they funny, they funny to me, yeah boy
Cameras come out and they switched
Oh, got 12 on my ex, yeah the cops, they already know what we did (oh)
Oh, balenciaga on my socks, they go in my muhf#ckin’ kicks (oh)
Oh, that choppa’ got do do do do do, aim at your muhf#ckin’ ribs (oh)
Oh, this sh#t shine brighter than your diamonds, it look like it came out the fridge (oh)
Oh, we gon’ crash out on that muhf#cker’, heard he was talkin’ bout’ the kid
Oh, we gon’ be rockin’ {?} taylors, i told that lil’ b#tch it’s the ricks (oh)
Oh, i keep this lil’ hoe out the tally, i got a lil’ {?}, she dip (oh)
Oh, she beg me to hop in the foreign and tell me to cancel the trip, oh
I tell the {?} you a thotty, i just popped a molly, i feel out my body for real
I feel like mj’s body, i pass to this scotty, he shooting that b#tch off the kill (oh)
I’m off the dome in the booth mane, y’all is a sh#t stain
I feel like juice off the pills (oh)
I whip this sh#t up with aj, rip it like beyblades, this sh#t a game and we still (oh)
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