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Pasto Flocco, yeah

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Yeah, I don't even wanna collab

I asked that **** "Please, brodie, can I get my flow back"

Fuck you, fuck you, ****, ho that

This is not no Cardi B, Yellow, ain't no Bodak

Real **** never say they real, they some chill ****

Yeah, I got some family members, they don't even care, they kill ****

Real ****, they don't even say nothin', they some chill ****

Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah

Yeah, I'm feelin' like I'm Trevor from this GTA

Yeah, that ****, he ain't starve with me, so he don't eat today

Yeah, I'm walkin' in the mall, now I'm doin' meet and greet's today

I ain't even hit a remix, me and Tecca, we made treesh today

She swipe like a Visa, on the block like Trevor Ariza

I don't want her that shawty a treesha

Shawty she lucky, I don't wanna grease her

By the way I'm spittin' these facts in my songs, they call me like "Pasto the preacher"

These ****, they stealin' my flows, they copyin' me like I am a teacher

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Stephen Curry, I'm shootin' the shot

Dope, he cooked up the pot

Sauce, you know that I got it on lock

The way you can tell, just look at my eyes

And she off a Xan and I'm off the lean, yeah, I cannot respond

And the sauce that I got, all these **** can't copy, yeah, it's too hard to find

Yeah, I was a born finesser, Pasto, I am a flexer

I am a fuckin' finesser, I got a bitch named Vanessa

Hop in a Tesla, yeah, you know we all flex up

If that **** want static, I don't wanna fight, ****, I'm not a wrestler

My **** all comin', you know we not runnin', you know that the shots get to bussin'

I get to the green, you know that she love me, she callin' me Pasto McLovin

I stay in her dreams, she think about me, she has the Cartier gleam

She said "I don't suck dick and I am a virgin," bitch, I know you a treesh

I ain't always had shit and you know I got it

It's no cappin' and they see I've got it

I'm like why you do it? Why you started rappin'?

Yeah, you know Pasto, yeah, that **** daddy

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