Garlic Bread (feat. $teven Cannon & Randy Royale)

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Switches got me sittin sideways
I just made the team, look how I came up, flyaways
Twenty K a day I made a hunnid, five days
Man I'm rich as f*ck but I take girls to Fridays
Girl you extra thick, will you come sit on my face
Think I'm fresh as f*ck, she wanna wear designer shades
Dark inside the club you see my chain from far away
Came up out that dolla ain't no Penny Hardaway
Trappin comin quick I got this shit from Uruguay
Rapping to this bitch, she use my songs to masterbate
Too good with this dick she think she finna pass away
Really got them bands I'm bout to throw a rapper raise
Steve fucked up off of shrooms I think my chain a flash light
I can't throw no bread if she ain't move that ass right
Skatin on this check I'm bout to smash a half pipe
If I don't get home safe it's bout to be a bad night
Hahahaha yeahhh
Comin to you live straight outta Austin Texas mane
Summer twenty - twenty three
If you ain't heard of us now, you gon' feel us later
Aye, man pass me the garlic bread
Met this hippie bitch off twitch, I told her flip a couple bricks
And if she comin back with zips than imma dip straight off the rip
Young Wavy got no time for tricks, I shift the whip right back to fifth
And no, the wheels they will not slip, cause they got grip just like ya bitch (okay)
Wonder why they switch, it must be somethin with they mental
I ain't worried bout that shit cause I don't f*ck around with rentals
Watch how simple money spends and now it's got em feelin dumb
Feeling like i'm X cause bitch I love it when they run
I got this stripper bitch offend how I hop up outta Benz's
Dior frames all on my lenses
Me and Steven look like twins
Is you for real or just pretend
I don't see Dons, I just see pawns, bruh what I'm on, you can't attempt
Lil Wavy gone off with the wind
Okay
Bitch done locked off xans she actin like a rag doll
F*ck her then a Randy Jimmy Newton gotta blast off
Got that pussy on the line, I ain't have to cat call
You got ratchet ass hoes drinkin on some Mad Dog
She get what she ask for, pockets full of sour dough
The last time that you saw me I was sippin the lean like Danimals
Now I'm flashin like I'm bout to go and get a ticket
Lil bitch, no I ain't swimmin, but I be cannonball drippin
You be up on Twitch, by yourself, yellin 'chat clip it'
Bad bitch, Android eight, she not rockin Red Ribbon
Young boy itchin for some riches, gettin sick without a fix
Silly metrics is for bitches
Cup dirtier than your dishes
Randy

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