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(Tay Keith, what the f*ck up, nigga?) (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one) Tay Keith I don't give a f*ck, I'm up I crashed my Lambo truck four times (skrrt) Shout out Lil Durk My hitters got sticks like RondoNumbaNine (they do) I done got rich, my Rollie don't tick-tock But it still tell the time (time, oh) Fuckin' your bitch in Louis V flip flops Tryna blow out her spine (whoa) Fuckgirls stallin' You ain't gettin' in, don't waste my time (yeah, oh) Tryna slow down Tryna chill but nothin' but work on my mind (yeah, oh) Baby I'm ballin' Pop another X and go over time (whoa) She won't stop callin' Gotta block her number, get off my line Yeah, I eat good, I'm stackin' up calories Poppin' these pills, I burn 'em off Got a new coupe, seats peanut butter tan I'm drivin' 'round the city with the top off (skrrt) Started out broke as a joke with a plan I turned into the top dog Came from the streets, got a lot of respect It don't cost to get 'em knocked off Brrt, brrt, brrt, yeah Bullets, they bite they hurt, yeah (bite) Treat my bitch the worst, yeah Tryna' put a stick in her purse, yeah (whoa) You could take me out the streets But the streets will never be outta me I don't gotta prove myself for shit If you run up on me, you gon' see (right now) Chirp, chirp, chirp, yeah I get birds for sure, yeah Lurk, lurk, lurk, yeah One call, killers gon' lurk, yeah (lurkin') Lately, it feel like everybody tryna get reactions out of me Gotta play it cool on the internet But I'm a savage in reality Two hundred plus on the digital dash 200k, that's in physical cash Stop all the hate with your miserable ass Got me your shorty, your physical bad (yeah) Run it up, you could put it on my tab Shit that I got, I thought I'd never have Fresh off the lot, I got on paper tags Smokin' exotic, you can't get a drag Long laces and my shorts Rick Owen Turn off the lights and my neck still glowin' I'm the type pull up with vibes and they blowin' Where I'm from, people get shot when it's snowin' My brother can't read but he still got a sentence Had to fall back, now I'm back with a vengeance I get 'em short and I stack up my tennis Empty my bank account, then I replenish Yeah, I eat good, I'm stackin' up calories Poppin' these pills, I burn 'em off Got a new coupe, seats peanut butter tan I'm drivin' 'round the city with the top off (skrrt) Started out broke as a joke with a plan I turned into the top dog Came from the streets, got a lot of respect It don't cost to get 'em knocked off Brrt, brrt, brrt, yeah Bullets, they bite they hurt, yeah (bite) Treat my bitch the worst, yeah Tryna' put a stick in her purse, yeah (whoa) You could take me out the streets But the streets will never be outta me I don't gotta prove myself for shit If you run up on me, you gon' see (right now) Chirp, chirp, chirp, yeah I get birds for sure, yeah Lurk, lurk, lurk, yeah One call, killers gon' lurk, yeah (lurkin') Lately, it feel like everybody tryna get reactions out of me Gotta play it cool on the internet But I'm a savage in reality
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Written by: Brytavious Chambers, Navraj Goraya, Tahj Morgan
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