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(I got so much Energy) Swear to God Hey Today's plans include flexing, I can't hold it off (woo) Wake up, roll a log, that's my protocol When it rains, it's gon' pour, when it snow, it falls (boom) Y'all ain't got no game plan, get the coach involved I buy a 'bow, then turn it into smoke and fog Acting like your recipe OG, that's some stolen sauce Closet full of drip, it's looking like I went and stole the mall Riding with the load, the mission is to drop it off Shit, I'm flying up the road and I don't plan on hopping off Score a pint and pour, pour, pour, catch me nodding off Acting tough, you a ho, ho, ho, knock it off Feel like Santa Claus, I might just come down through your chimney (ha-ha-ha) Boy, my shooter, he a hunter, he gon' do the Lindsey Walked out, diamonds H2O, you'd think my jeweler rinsed me In the O, Toledo to Dayton, we flew through Findlay You got little green, Hornswoggle, step and make the floor wobble If we in the club, we buy the ones and give the whores bottles Two-seater, four models, three-five, Perc ten TRX done turned the street to gravel, watch me earth-bend Sold-out dates, shit, I'm going on a hundred shows Bust the kit down, shit, I should've copped a hundred 'bows When I made my first hundred K, needed a hundred more (swear) And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear) And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear) And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear) And a hundred more (fuck), that's a M, ain't it? Math ain't mathin', shit, I'm waiting on my tenth payment How I was thinking was, "What the fuck is a hundred thousand?" I need a million, you know ShittyBoyz, Dog $hit Militia Long live $cams (whew) Hey Sold-out dates, shit, I'm going on a hundred shows Bust the kit down, shit, I should've copped a hundred 'bows When I made my first hundred K, needed a hundred more (swear) And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear) And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear) And a hundred more (swear), and a hundred more (swear) And a hundred more (fuck), that's a M, ain't it? Math ain't mathin', shit, I'm waiting on my tenth payment (shit)
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