Yeah boy i got a drumset
Everybody smoking dope and a percocet
Bitch you better try me
Pull up wit your wifey she tryna skype me
Bitch can't get as rich as me
Fuck boy fuck boy you ain't lit as me
Bitch i lean off that fucking perc
Bitch ass n***a gonna walk away and smirk
Try me, facetime me
Cuz when me and ya girl smashed i think she like me
I ain't gonna be her wifey
But fuck n***a i ain't broke i still buy what she wantie

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Fucking that bitch
Sucking her tits
Pull up wit da stick
Getting real lit
You is talking all dat shit
Ain't no fucking trapstar
Ain't no fucking icy
But she stay so cold i bet she is 90

Now fuck why i got so many plugs
Why i got so many drugs
Producer right next to me
Creating the best beats
Underground rappers right next to me
Waitin for a feat

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Bitch do not call me up
Got a cell phone n***a, got some cuffs
Im like capo
But i ain't gettin capped
Chiraq savage,capo
But it ain't no baseball cap

Now fuck there ain't no beef with anyone
I was just broke, i jsut wanted to have some fun
With this fucking lame ass studio
And this fucking hype beats everywhere
What most of you n***as do is just god damn stare
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Aye bitch i got clout
Bitch i clout
Smoking on trees, smoking on doubt
Smoking on trees, smoking on clouds
Smoking on trees
Got a huge chain
But it ain't no pusha t