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Ah yeah (CookUpMason)
Tch, I need all that
Had to overcome a lot, I can't skate but I can grind
We get low when it be hot, when they leave, we back outside
I can't give you not a second, nor a minute of my time
If it can't make me a dime, if it don't make me a profit
I can't lie, you might be fine but I dub you 'cause you toxic
Every time it's gon' be us, I'm dyin' with you 'cause we locked in
Bro pulled up geeked, I ain't even asked, I just hopped in
Like I'm top ten, not ten, dеpressed the way I pop tеns
Nowhere else to go, don't wanna talk when you be boxed in
Ayy, I'm blessed, don't got to clock in, I was taught to never show my hand
Exclusive Bape straight out Japan, I buy you Hermès slides just to walk up in the sand
All your friends give me bad vibes, prefer when you stayin' in
I'll hit you when I land
Huh, I been movin' fast, took off my cast, I can't go broke again (Uh)
Yeah, your face so pretty, I tell you no, it feel like it's a sin
Yeah, you take them loses, don't complain and that's what make a man
I sold it gram for gram, shit off the land, me and codeine real romance
Two bands for two pair Amiri pants, where we stand is you stayin'
If you leave, then you can go, don't sugar coat with me, I don't be carin'
You be sayin' I'm the goat but these the posts that you ain't never sharin'
Had to overcome a lot, I can't skate but I can grind
We get low when it be hot, when they leave, we back outside
I can't give you not a second, nor a minute of my time
If it can't make me a dime, if it don't make me a profit
I can't lie, you might be fine but I dub you 'cause you toxic
Every time it's gon' be us, I'm dyin' with you 'cause we locked in (Uh, uh, slatt, uh)
Bro pulled up geeked, I ain't even asked, I just hopped in (Brrt)
Like I'm top ten, not ten, depressed the way I pop tens (Brrt)
Push up, yeah, I'm top ten, and my bitch, she top ten (Psh)
Said she wanna split a Perc', I told her, "Mama, lock in" (Psh)
Bad lil' bitch, she watchin', you fuck niggas got me locked in (Fuck)
And I keep that fire on me, you know I'm on that hot shit
I get money by the pound, like my bitches black and brown
I done threw up so much money, got 'em swimmin' on the ground
They gon' love you when you up but they gon' hate you when you down (Down)
I can take you out to 'Bama with my niggas, how that sound
Uh, uh, uh, they can't shoot at me, we go blast back
Said she fuckin' with my music, said she like that "Hatchback"
Uh, uh, uh, she ain't know a nigga had it like that
I done sent her out the way, lil' mama brought it right back (Right back)
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