[Intro]
(Aww, man)
(Aww, man)
(Aww, man)
(Hop up in this—)
(Hop up in this foreign)
(Hop up in this foreign)

[Verse]
Aww, man
12 been on my ass, aww, man
I'm the king of this shit, they thought I wasn't getting in
Hop in that big body beam', yeah, getting in
Spill my weed, Goddamn
I done burn my weed, let's flame up again
We on that lil' boy head, we spin
We in LAX, we looking for everything, but Rick Owens
Blowin' my phone, I won't text you, ignore it
SRT and that Hemi is roaring
Brand new beam' and that bit' be foreign
Back in the Murda, so we at Ralph Lauren
I put a Xanny in my mouth and now I'm snoring
She say her new n***a boring
Her baby daddy boring
Hop on a plane, it's boring
I think I might go touring
The Xanax pill, it got boring
The Burberry, it got bored
[Outro]
Bored (Hah)
Bored (Hah)
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Bored (Hah)
Bored (Hah)
Bored (Hah)
Bored (Hah)