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[Intro]
Ya dig? Huh
Yeah, never lose
15 shit, 11, what's boolin'?
You know how we comin', ayy
Ayy, ayy

[Verse]
Tell my plug that I need a whole zip
I be smokin', he know what it is
You be blowin', you know that it's mid
Swear to God, I ain't smokin' that shit
Young n***a been tough on the boulevard
I'ma take off a coat like a pull-apart
He was [?] lil' bitch, now you think that you hard?
Bet these bullets gon' hit, put a hole in him
I'll send you some drugs, I got opium
Bitch you rap all like bricks and petroleum
I'm the president, where is my podium?
And that lil' n***a salty as sodium
And we creepin', bitch I'm in the whip
Better slide, n***a, you better dip
Got a K and I'm namin' her Kim
N***a lying, he living a Sim
Wait, hold up, what was that shit you was talking?
I might go fly to L.A. to sit in the sun and fuck in the ocean
And that lil' bitch on my dick, she say I got green
She think she Fiona
I dropped out, right outta college
Fuck it, don't need a degree
All of this shit that these teachers be talkin' don't really mean nothing to me
I tend to flex on my n***as and fuck on these bitches, take trips overseas
I'm in the back, in the back and she twerkin', you know that she do it with ease
Hold up, I had to dip from the bitch (Why?)
She actin' different 'n' shit (Hah)
I'm tryna get me some neck but she trippin'
She say, "I ain't been home in a minute," damn
But you know that, these bitches, they love me
Told her, "Bring me a friend," it's just us three
Know them bitches be waiting to fuck me
In the bed, we be fighting like rugby
Hold on, stop
Think this n***a lookin', told my bitch to pass the Glock
That police a rookie if he think we 'bout to stop
You know all my n***as booking, wouldn't stop until we drop
We erase him like a blemish, I think you a photo opp
Yeah, and I'm finished
Spent the whole band at Dennis
You will get ended like a sentence
And I'm smoking, runnin' through Venice