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(H-H-Holiday Season, Tye)
Hello?
Yeah, it's diamond*, I just left Miami (Hello?)
Blazin' (Hello?)
Super blazin', me and Sk8, boys, shit man (What's up?)
ØWAY or no way (What's up?)
Let's get it (What's happening?)
I rock out the show, Jimi Hendrix (ØWAY)
So many hoes, you would think that I'm pimpin' (I'm a pimp)
I lay my hair on that Gucci print linen
Louis V scarf, that shit came from John Lennon (Expensive shit, man)
Hey, baby, I miss your lil' pussy (Okay, baby)
It been too long, ain't seen you in a minute
I pop a Perc' and start laughin' and grinnin' (Woo)
Let out some shots got them fuck niggas sprinting (Blow)
My dog tryna change up his life, he been steppin' forever, now he want a million (He want a mil')
We back to back takin' these drugs, when you come from the trenches you see too much killin' (I seen too much, yeah)
I spent your whole rent on this cup, I been trying my best not to kick it or spill it (Don't spill it)
I only pull up in black trucks (Damn), it's me and my driver, and five or six bitches (Don't touch my cup)
I'm super black (Okay), but I'm fuckin' an Asian
I fuck her good 'cause my dick is not lazy (Yeah)
His pocket dry, that shit look like a raisin (Yeah)
We can't be fucked with, shoutout to Lil Baby (Let's get it)
I just pulled up on lil' coupe, we in Miami, start fuckin' these swoops (Fuckin' these swoops)
New 911, the turbo, I just told lil' uncy to let down the roof (Ayy, you let down the window)
I'm with Lil Wham and Spyder, my brother (Tye) front tities, just fucked her taboo (Let the roof up)
If it's a problem, I press a button, don't make me call up the troops (Don't call up the troops)
I'm really a P in every state that I land, I can get ate by a swoop (Ate by a swoop, woo)
I just cashed out on these new Gucci pants, I forgot to go get the boots (Damn)
I rock out the show, Jimi Hendrix (Damn)
So many hoes, you would think that I'm pimpin' (I'm a pimp)
I lay my hair on that Gucci print linen
Louis V scarf, that shit came from John Lennon (Damn, oh yeah)
Hey, baby, I miss your lil' pussy
It been too long, ain't seen you in a minute (Yeah)
I pop a Perc' and start laughin' and grinnin' (A minute)
Let out some shots got them fuck niggas sprinting (Blow)
My dog tryna change up his life, he been steppin' forever, now he want a million (Bow)
We back to back takin' these drugs, when you come from the trenches you see too much killin' (I want a million)
I spent your whole rent on this cup, I been trying my best not to kick it or spill it (Yeah, yeah)
I only pull up in black trucks (Yeah, yeah), it's me and my driver, and five or six bitches (Let’s go)
Let's go
Slatt
Okay
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