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(We need to cook) (Perfect!) 9 shit, 9 shit, 9 shit Swing that upside down, yeah, that's my shit, my shit They don't know how to get fly, that's just my shit, my shit Yeah, I'm sippin' on pints with full money, not divided I'm on some rockstar shit, yeah, I got rockstar swag And I be with an emo bitch, got her eyes blacked out, she bad I got like one or two more sticks that I gotta tote, can't go out bad I got like 300 new whips in the parkin' lot, which one we drive? 3000 $5's, Donald Glover Yes, I'll fuck her, but I do not love her I'ma lose her, no, I am not no lover I'm a lame rockin' undercover Fuck the cool ones like a bad kid I still fuck a bad ho 'cause I'm a bad kid Yeah, we gon' fuck around 'cause we gon' get active Selling bricks, yeah, I'm fuckin' taxin' I got four of them in my cup Yeah, we sippin' syrup, gotta kick the cup And that marijuana, it be my lunch I got a bad habit with the drugs I need a pound, give me that Bitch a ho, take her back She reside where I stay at Shittin' on 'em, take that My way, I made that Sons, I make that Dick, she take that 9 shit, yeah-yeah 9 shit, 9 shit, 9 shit Swing that upside down, yeah, that's my shit, my shit They don't know how to get fly, that's just my shit, my shit Yeah, I'm sippin' on pints with full money, not divided I'm on some rockstar shit, yeah, I got rockstar swag And I be with an emo bitch, got her eyes blacked out, she bad I got like one or two more sticks that I gotta tote, can't go out bad I got like 300 new whips in the parkin' lot, which one we drive?
Writer(s): Mackenzie Cook, Dominic Paoletti, Leonardo Maximo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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