I run up on your block like
Nice to meet up
Meet up in the spot like, oh god
Picnic in the sunlight
It’s lit
f#ck it in the g like, oh my god
Spotted Leopard
Cop it, I do
Animal rights
I gotta stop it
Animal leftsa
Hit the spot
Load it lock
Opposite of what to do
So gun rights are gun lefts, uh huh yeah
I stay bless, I stay bless
I don’t stress, fake woke flex
Protein powder in the bag
Only powder, I do dabs
Do not hit me up for the f#cking low
I don’t have sh#t anyway
Specially for you hoes
Like honestly what the f#ck
I got bands
I got bands
So many bands
Oh god
It’s overwhelming cause I got so many bands
I got so many bands
Look at my head bands, Oo
Oh my god, oh my god
I hit it raw, no you didn’t
And I didn’t use a rubber, not at all
Damn, damn
Thank god I don’t have no baby mama
If I had that type of drama
I would throw an enchilada
When I get really stressed out
I get aggressive towards lasagna
Shout out to Garfield but that ain’t even really pasta
It’s not, it’s impasta pasta
Get it?
No, no you don’t, you don’t get it?
Ok it’s fine
I run up on your block like
Nice to meet you
These rappers be so fake
They just like windows cause they see through
I run up on your block like
Nice to meet you
I got bands
Bands in my cereal
Bands in my lunchbox
Bands with the Gucci print material
On the lunchbox cause I got so many bands
Cause I can afford that
So many bands
Head bands for like working out
Because when you work out, you get sweaty
And you don’t want the sweating coming into your eyes because
Then like, it like burns your eyes
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