{Music]

Brand new swag brand new fit bitch
On his ass watch him run (Fitbit)
I'm so dumb, I still hit nic
Made her cum fell in love instant
Fell in love, block the number I'm distant
SRT wit Simba I'm driftin
Challenger to pick up these bitches
They call, I don't pick up lil bitch I ball
Only got time for bidness
Cash on me you got dimes and pennies
I get to the grind, got my mind on a Milli
(A Milli, A milli, A milli)

Fuck dat
I want a billion ( I want that)
Fuckboy gimme it (yeah!)
Insidious (yeah!)
How I pop out the cunt It's a jumpscare
Uppercut the fuck n***a, and I leave him up there
I'm inside all of the goddamn time, my studio upstairs
(yeah!)
You texting me bitch so you must care (uh)
Clip up a bitch I don't cut hair
(opеn that shit up)

Alter ego now I'm Yvngxchris tucker
Hе a cuck I fuck his goddamn mother
If she catch me cheating I'm in trouble
Top-Now of the ceiling
Pop out wit the dealin
That Grah Bow sound, make n***as run digits
My gigs wit shits is in it
All the drums on this bitch I did it

(Gig, Gig, Gig, Gig, Gig)
That's why the 808s is kickin
Aw he jumped off the stage, what the fuck he Flippin
Aw that boy in his underwear, that n***a trippin
What the fuck, he landed on me Imma lift him
What the fuck, I flip bitch then I'm dippin
I just might visit the bitch she distant
When I'm in it I swear she get different
That hoe my drunk she talk and I listen

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