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Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's go Let's go, let's go, let's─ They like, "hako, don't play it too far" I'm like, "Bitch, I don't care about your bitch" Egotistical, I'm finna show it Why you carry if you ain't gon'? (boom-boom-boom-boom) Move 'round the city, I'm hot See the gyal dem, they tryna stalk me I hit the bitch, pull out once for real Now she be callin' me slimey (yo) Kickin' my elbow, rather put me in Man, I'm feelin' like NAV 'cause I'm gettin' it hot I know these rappers still talkin' and shit 'cause they jealous That I just be fresh out the park Huh, I'm sixteen, so what? Lil' bitch, I be fresh out the arc I be movin' 'round sixteen (yo), got a G6 and I can't even drive Yeah, move 'round the city, I'm hot They playin' my spot, then play my bros They scream in my face, if you gon' say shit I'm going up to blow Got hunnid and two, that's the saga Mac 11's tryna call me to go Move 'round the city, I'm hot Look at me fucks, talking me slow (They like, "hako, don't play it too far") I'm like, "Bitch, I don't care about your bitch" (yeah, yeah) Egotistical, I'm finna show it Why you carry if you ain't gon'? Move 'round the city, I'm hot See the gyal dem, they tryna stalk me I hit the bitch, pull out once for real Now she be callin' me slimey (yeah, yo) (Yeah, ha) They say that I got an ego, I know I deserve it, lil bitch, I'm the G.O.A.T Why they keep bitin' on me? They some clones I just blew out a bag on some Chrome Bustin down and hit 'em with the Chrome That lil' btich wanna fuck, yeah, I know Told that lil' bitch that I just want the dome (just want the dome) I don't dream when I sleep, I see nun' (bitch, I see nun') I need two, I need three, I'm the one (I'm the one) And my shoes cost two racks, not just one, yeah (oh-oh) I don't move off these drugs, I'm so numb (Oh, let's go, oh, let's go, oh, let's go) Why they givin' me up? (Yeah) If you want beef I'ma pull up and pop shit Boy, let's get blickin' 'em up, yeah Don't want no suckers You rockin' the counterfeits, probably the lowest of the bucks, yeah I'm tryna see both sides Move 'round the city, I'm up, I'm up
Writer(s): Oliver Andersen, Yusuf Hakan Kiran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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