Aye aye aye aye
Turn my swag on, aye, I’m really that on
You want me, you know I need my payment, bring that sh#t in bag form
I feel like Shaq in ’98, how I be ballin off the backboard
Ayyee, they think we papparazzi, how these Canons clap on, clap off, I be gettin high cuz I be that boy
Keep guap inside my denims, what else could I ask for
Pull up kickin do’, I feel just like the task force
Yuh, skrt. skrt, skrt skrt
Molly made her rush, money make her c#m, yuh
f#ck all of this talkin sh#t, lil b#tch, I’m tryna f#ck
I pull up in a foreign whip, she came her on a bus
We pull up, make a show
Jump out the lambo dos[doors
I can’t beef with him, he
Can’t do no dirt with him, he folded
No, I can’t beef, I need my tokens
Next up, b#tch, wе chosen
Pressure, b#tch wе show him
I need my penant to be frozen
And he claim gang but we don’t know him
Turn my swag on, aye, I’m really that on
Yeah, they want me, you know I need my payment, bring that sh#t in bag form
I feel like Shaq in ’98, how I be ballin off the backboard
They think it’s papparazzi, how these Canons clap on, clap off, b#tch I’m gettin high cuz I bethat boy
Keep guap inside my denims, what else could I ask for
Pull up kickin do’, I feel just like the task force
Yuh, skrt. skrt, skrt skrt
Molly made her rush, money make her c#m, yuh
f#ck all of this talkin sh#t, lil b#tch, I’m tryna f#ck
I pull up in a foreign whip, she came her on a bus
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