I get high I don't know what you call it

I'm in the back smoking what's it called it

We boost that, we don't care if you bought it

Why you flex that shit you ain't bought

You tryna beef boy show me your wallet, He got on old shit already got it

I'm tryna cop a new black Maserati

I'm outside with that stick, you ain't bout' it

I be high than a bitch can't fight it, She tryna ride on this dick, come bite it

Fuck her till she crying

Swoosh, swoosh

Ooh, ooh, ooh

Aye, what you tryna do

Bitch, I got a brand new shoe, point that fire at you

She keep talking, I'ma fuck her too

I'm a mogul, I do shit that you can't do

Lil' **** talking bout' red, ayy

That hoe text me, I left that bad bitch on read

I can't let these hoes distract me, I'm so fed up

She not talking bout shit, I ain't hear what you said girl

I ignore these hoes, I'm tryna get rich instead, bruh

Lil shit piss me off, like why you scared, bruh

****, hop inside that mosh pit and get red up

Ain't no carti I leave him whole lotta red bruh

Bet a **** won't up fire on me

**** play with me

He gon' die on the scene

Fine shit she so mean, she only talk to **** with green

He ain't got no money, so get the fuck up out this scene

I don't care about these ****, I'm talkin' about me

You said that you love me what you seein

You don't talk about it what we thinkin

No, you not thinkin

Bitch, I need a reason

Kept four-five sticks on

Bitch pick up we grown

Do you wanna fuck or naw

I don't hoop, but she wanna be my ball

I'm tall as fuck, I stand my money, I'm so tall

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