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[Chorus]
Yeah, damn, yuh
Wait a minute
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
Yeah, da-a-a-a-a-a-
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
[Verse 1]
I just thought that you should know
I been doing hundreds on the show
Type of shit you never seen before
Type of shit that you never seen before
They ain't ever gonna get this flow
Used to pick up cans off the floor
Hope I never gotta hit that low
Hope I never gotta hit that low
Run to your momma now, bitch
Say you need a hunna now, bitch
I ain't giving handouts, bitch
I been getting manned down, bitch
They done took my man down, bitch
So I'm testing out a new niche
I'm the best man in this bitch
Y'all don't wanna be in this bitch
You made a couple songs to get rich
Pandering to kids to get rich
I follow it all with thе stitch
Go ahead make your bands from that shit
Go ahead makе your bands from that shit
Go ahead make your bands from that shit
I'ma keep my fans out this bitch
Kick it with my friends type of shit
Zzile!
[Chorus]
Yeah, damn, yuh
Wait a minute
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
Yeah, damn
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
[Post-Chorus]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh, zzile! went the wrong place, like actuall-)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh no, zzile! went the right place, zzi-what?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (zzile!'s cracked! zzile!'s actually cracked!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh my god zzile! won! Yoo, let's go!)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, damn, yuh
Wait a minute
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
Yeah, da-a-a-a-a-a-
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
[Verse 1]
I just thought that you should know
I been doing hundreds on the show
Type of shit you never seen before
Type of shit that you never seen before
They ain't ever gonna get this flow
Used to pick up cans off the floor
Hope I never gotta hit that low
Hope I never gotta hit that low
Run to your momma now, bitch
Say you need a hunna now, bitch
I ain't giving handouts, bitch
I been getting manned down, bitch
They done took my man down, bitch
So I'm testing out a new niche
I'm the best man in this bitch
Y'all don't wanna be in this bitch
You made a couple songs to get rich
Pandering to kids to get rich
I follow it all with thе stitch
Go ahead make your bands from that shit
Go ahead makе your bands from that shit
Go ahead make your bands from that shit
I'ma keep my fans out this bitch
Kick it with my friends type of shit
Zzile!
[Chorus]
Yeah, damn, yuh
Wait a minute
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
Yeah, damn
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
I forgot I need it
[Post-Chorus]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh, zzile! went the wrong place, like actuall-)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh no, zzile! went the right place, zzi-what?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (zzile!'s cracked! zzile!'s actually cracked!)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Oh my god zzile! won! Yoo, let's go!)
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh