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Yeah, huh
Yeah uh-uh, yeah
Yea, yea, yea
Uh-uh, yeah, yea, uh
Uh-uh, yeah, yea, uh
Uh-huh, yeah, yea
Uh-uh, yeah, uh, yea
Uh-uh, yeah

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This shit foolproof
We made a way, this shit be, foolproof
N, [?], that bitch bulletproof
Damn, yeah uh huh, we might, yeah uh huh
Uh nuh nuh, that lil n know that we tryna' get at him
Tryna shoot you
Tryna get you
Hit 'em up
Yeah we tryna go
Huh-duh, uh

We went up
Yeah just like the virus
Yeah just like the flu
Yeah you know
We went way too viral n like thе flu
It's a lot of yadi-dadi [?]
But I can see it through
You know I've just been adding it up it ain't no shit to do
Real know, it ain't shit elsе to do
Yeah just for my resumé
One wrong move I swear we through
Way we through
We going through it like a broom
High as hell
High as fuck just like balloons
Two seat V10
Hell naw, it ain't no more room
At the Four Seasons
I got his ho in the room
Yeah I got [?] on me we not like tycoon
I ain't tryna talk if it ain' bout revenue
Everybody got their own way gotta see it through
Everybody got their own way gotta make it through