Lirik

MC, make another hit (Ha-ha, it's the fucking Bandthoven) Project, project X (X, X, X) (Ayy) Look, I know there's a lot of niggas on the wave Why's that boy rapping on these club beats? I thought it was gay (huh) You can call me trend-setter Tell me beef it's beef I got new Beretta's I'm at the top nigga like a header She is a bop, tryna give her head up (ayy) On the run to the money (huh) Dickhead turn me Remember I was broke bummy Riding with no po dummy Wipe his nose (huh) Wipe his nose if it's white (huh, sike) Nigga I'm from Jersey not no down south If we talking Nork (huh) Nigga, I'm from Down South Had to fucking kick her out, that lil' bitch had a loud mouth Had to fucking- (luh, ayy, luh) I cannot fuck with a basic, don't pass that blunt, I face it (ayy) Bitch hoe mama make it, she say, "Boy, you been made it, boy" (Bitch hoe mama make it, she say, "Boy, you been made it, boy") I'm from Downtown, that's in the wave I hit it once, she want me to stay Kicking her out, I'm calling her bae Dick on her mouth, the nut on her face (eww), huh She nasty, but I love her 'cause she keep it classy Shoutout to my lil' bro, do savvy I got shooters on go splashy (ayy) She send me ass pics, I love that for me Brody beat that trap up, he pack up he running from me If a nigga act up, get packed up they gunning for me Had to get my bag up, that bag up (look, ayy), huh Rrah (huh), ooh (huh), I keep a stick when I move (huh) Not (huh), cool (huh), shorty fucking up the mood (huh) Got (huh), twos (huh), play you end up on the news (huh) Not (huh), fool (huh), know I shit on your poof (huh) (Damn, damn, damn, damn) Huh (Damn, damn, damn) (we can call that-) Huh (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn) (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn) (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn) (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn) Huh
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