Teledysk

Tekst Utworu

Yeah, yeah, yeah Boop, boop, you know what it is man It's, it's me, I'm really out here dog (Could you turn the beat up a little bit in my headphones) Yeah, boop, boop This that brink of insanity, kidnapping families Tie your baby mother up and fuck her in the family V For bread I go ham and cheese Grow chia pets and sell it as cheeba, when they go to chief it they gon' be upset Only 20 but I been a vet, been a threat Been a winner since I been a sinner, so it's been forever Always chasing pleasure, find it and get bored Leave and chase some more, pacing for the race in store It's all a rat race, you better get your cheese Avoid the D's like a lesbo with her legs closed I drive slow cause 5 0's beefing on the block Got a 8th of shrooms by my nut sack and a 8th of weed in my clean socks And my team's hot, but I'm just tryna play it cool Shoot up the playground and tell the kids to stay in school A genius child but I'd rather play the fool Ignorance is blissful, don't pass the spliffs, Lou's a Weed lacer, 97 burgundy blazer Wanted for burglary, had to ditch the mercury tracer I'm on some loc ish, some fed up with the being broke ish I'm not to joke with, bitch I don't sell crack, I smoke it A plagiarizer, say anything for some great vagina Made my bitch fly to New York City with an 8th inside her Walked inside a 8th grade prom man, tryna date a minor Then break up with her before finals so she's too sad to graduate I masturbate to pics of Anne Hathaway Watching Cast Away, that's just me on an average day Copped a quarter and tried to flip it but shit who am I kidding Smoked the whole shit the same day man all in one sitting I'm sending bad vibes out just to hear you cry about In the zoo around 5 at night letting the lions out I really lived all the shit you prolly lied about Tried about, every drug twice man think I'm high for life Hide your wife, hide your kids, I'm coming through the window Fuck the money, fuck the jewels I'm looking for nintendo 64, swifty whore tried to let me score In the Giueseppe store when I asked her have we met before I'm on Canal Street selling fake shit for double the price Tell em its real when I really made this shit in my mom's basement Having conversations with myself Don't see nothing wrong with healthy debating Inhaling the fragrance on a regular basis
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