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I did what I could've (yuh, skurrrr)
Fuck all that shit, let's roll up (woo, yeah)
Fuck all that shit, let's roll up (woo, yeah)
Fuck all that shit, let's roll up (woo, yeah)
Woah, I'm off a 10, a real one, uh
These niggas weird, I'm tryna get nowhere near 'em
Weaponise my problems after I let you hear 'em
556, uh
She 5'5, l'm 6 foot
I stay with the shits, yeah
Don't make me spaz on this bitch, yeah
Got em throwing flags in this bitch, yeah
Up a whole bag in this bitch, yeah
Pockets make me sag in this bitch, yeah
He one-tap, bah
That money want that
When I hear a beat, I gotta rap
How do you expect me to control that?
Counting up, I don't like that old math
When she left me, I was so glad
Ever since she said to me I was not shit
Now a nigga hot shit, yuh
Now a nigga hot stuff
Hundred bands on your head at that pop up
Running man, man that nigga won't pop up
Oh, yeah, who the fuck tryna pipe up? Pipe up
I did what I could've (yeah, huh)
Fuck all that shit, let's roll up (fuck all that shit, let's roll up)
Fuck all that shit, let's roll up (fuck all that shit, let's roll up)
Fuck all that shit, let's roll up (braah, braah, braah)
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