Relay
Satrap
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Homies be the haters imma hit em with it later Hated by my neighbors cause we cooking with the flavor Got some homies in the city they ain't got no papers Napoleon and Pedro they been eating all the tater Tots, you don't know it yet but your wifey she a thot Like 21 and Cole bitch you know I got a lot My homie playboi carti he been running from the ops And when that bass kick imma hit that milly rock I'm gone, imma just get in my zone Hit em with rhymes and bars lyrics gon follow the flow I ain't the greatest alive bro that shit I know Seeing the snakes in the grass imma just let that shit grow High, cut all my ties catching a vibe This is the sign of the times Fly sipping the wine thinking you boujee What bout all them crimes Imma go slip n slide Imma go catch a vibe I ain't got no fears Hop in the whip and ride Frontin on the gram yeah I ain't bout that drama I put in work yeah I put that on my mama All these rappers only talking bout they drippin' Paperclip chains I know everybody trippin' Homies be the haters imma hit em with it later Hated by my neighbors cause we cooking with the flavor Got some homies in the city they ain't got no papers Napoleon and Pedro they been eating all the tater Tots, you don't know it yet but your wifey she a thot Like 21 and Cole bitch you know I got a lot My homie playboi carti he been running from the ops And when that bass kick imma hit that milly rock Got my top down rolling on the freeway I got Vince and Peggy queued on the replay We running shit I been feeling like a relay Swaggin on these haters and my homies better behave Big brown ass bouta give em whiplash Play it double time and you better think fast Duck from a cymbal, floor to the gas I ain't finna rush and I ain't finna drag Hear my chains when I'm walking down the hall Got the shoes but I don't know how to ball Finna flex with the kicks up on the wall Call the plug I ain't never had to wait up at the mall Imma go cop them snoopy vans Imma go f*ck up all your plans Like my time up in Japan Call Iran not I ran Airy like a bag of lays Hairy chest that's the wave Imma eat that Chick-fil-A Salt and pepper turning gray Homies be the haters imma hit em with it later Hated by my neighbors cause we cooking with the flavor Got some homies in the city they ain't got no papers Napoleon and Pedro they been eating all the tater Tots, you don't know it yet but your wifey she a thot Like 21 and Cole bitch you know I got a lot My homie playboi carti he been running from the ops And when that bass kick imma hit that milly rock
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