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The top of yo' booty jigglin outcho' jeans, baby pull yo' pants up!
I like it when I see you do it, better than I've ever seen I done befo'
A lot of,
and do not forget tax
If you took time well then i'll grind it back
Its nothing to a smoove guy
Imma keep it too fly
Me my shawty fly high
Niggas hate when
y'all use em
I'm Thankful
Yeah sometimes y'all gotta sit back and reflect man
And just be thankful
Cause you can't do everything on your own man
So all
do it, he says, and he throws up his hands
I was only robbin' the register, I hope you understand
I saw them leavin', he says, and he stops
One of us
like Lil Uzi
They stealin' my style man I'm finna start suing
They tryna be me but can't do how I do it
This ain’t "Look Alive" but we finna start
wants to collab with me?
Am I Christian rapper?
Am I trapper rapper?
Family may not like my music?
Do they believe I can do this?
Was I ever holding
anit family Feud
Double cup me pour it up slow learn that from Dj Screw
Hear y'all rapping talk bout nothing can't tell me who is who
Fabulous how I be
all got cheese
See you looking at me, now what it's gon' be?
Just another tease far as I can see
Tryna get you up out this club
If it means spendin'
the status of my paper rhymes
Begging for the link ups, how about a later time
Most wanted by the streets like a major crime deviant
I'm the Krabby Patty's
playing
Pulling out the parking lot can be the hardest thing to do especially with a curmudgeon in the back saying
You fulfilled flipping patties
don't I?
I'm inspired by the glist' of the wrist
You'd do the same if you rich, don't lie
Sixty K for the bracelet
Spent over three million with
another chance would I do it again?
Rewind the time and head right back to the pen
Seems like I can't escaped this world of sin
Judgement for this young
like ganja
Captain Cannabis its a must
I need bags of that Super Kush
I so fly with this high can't see you I'm legally blind
Boy these rhymes are more
hustle
Cause that shit could happen to me
Gotdamn
Do what you can to go grab you some bands
That's how it work in these streets
Gotdamn
I'm on the come up
Pittsburgh, creating a
Cause remember you said
That if you mom is in town
Then we could do what we did that night
But if you mom is in town
Then I will see you
Aye
(PLUG)
Aye
Aye
I do this shit by myself, aye, I don’t need no help
Aye, nigga try me it’s a wrap like Santa’s elves
Aye, nigga want some smoke?
it bit him
Know that boy can get lit up like patty we flip him
His mama, she four us two she gettin' dugg out
A young nigga like that, you know that I
Knick knack patty wack
Put it on your mommas back
Then better tell me where the Mother fuckin moneys at
Like cashapp
Get back
I aint fuckin with you
you said you was gon' do
Scoop the fuck over doo doo
I'm the shit, I'm the doo doo
You can't get doo doo off shit
Watch this fuckin' crown fit (Yuh)
and fakin' with your silicone pair
Do I want to phuck? Not hardly
That's kinda like Barbie phuckin' Bob Marley
It ain't gonna happen, I keep rappin'
looking at me, now what it's gon' be?
Just another tease far as I can see
Tryna get you up out this club
If it means spendin' a couple dubs
Throwin'
Look
Mask off
I pullup on any scene it's bussin then I blast off
Yeah I use my hands patty cake her 'cause that ass soft
Whole time, I can't lie
always have that cake but I always had a patty
Or at least a homegirl like Aesha from Cincinnati
Word to Ken and Kathy, who says that we can't be happy?
Let me show you how I do on a pasta beat nigga
(Let's Go)
Make a crabby patty, I'm SpongeBob ready
Count up my bags in a back of a Bentley
Pull
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