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twice
Mixing like a recipe
Papers like I'm Michael Scott
Really I've been off a lot
No wonder why my lights ain't on
No wonder why my time is gone
Lately

Man y'all
Man
Shit
I'm about to make a song about nothing because that's what y'all niggas like I guess
Let me eat a vitamin real quick
Got them

see things different like the chronicles of Riddick
Looking like Scott Disick at the diamond district
Would of hit Kylie if Travis didn't
I'm rude don't

Wie sie ‘ne Banane raucht
Alter den scheiß hab ich grad gebraucht
Hätt‘st gern gefickt, aber ich hab dein‘ Platz geklaut
Hab Auf ihr’m Nacken 'nen Kopf

Score Check
Score Check, Nigga we winning
Nigga we winning, we winning, we lit
Hop off my dick, I'm really lit
I'm really him, Bitch I'm really him

kill my fucking vibe
Cuz I am A walking vibe
Yea I'm lighting up the paper, Micheal Scott'n like I'm Vader
When I see a bottle Henny, pour a shot out for

That's my therapist, when I'm assessed
And leave at my best
I'm just having so much fun I'm like Thugger
I don't barter with beautiful girls, slime

am no Big Shack, this mans is hot, yeah
Look at my life, "it's lit!", like I'm on Freaky Friday with Travis Scott
You should go ahead and give a man

know she a thot
She trynna come over ride on da cock
I wit my bruddas I ball like I'm Scott
Niggas be playin get smoked like so pot
She want da whole

'bout to push back
Won't apologize for that
Sometimes I'm a bulldog
Sometimes I'm a pussy cat
Lone wolf I'm alive in the night like Scott and Ratatat
Late

Feel like I'm in space
Feel like I'm in space
Feel like I'm in space
Feel like I'm in space
Feel like I'm in space
Feel like I'm in space
Feel like

me top
You liking this dick she like totally (Eh totally)
She playing with nose she loving the key like Scott Storch
I hop in the muscle I'm hitting

a rock band on some Roxanne
I body everybody when I leave had the cops waiting
Walk Scott free I'm off clean cause I'm Caucasian
Stop playing I've been

the southside, Scott is the block
And we goin' dumb, nah, the gun is a drum line with a short kick
Call it a onside, but this one you can't recover,
Four hundred

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Sorry bae I'm out of love
Honestly, I just want to fuck
I can't connect with

Hating on the mic y'all Scott Pippen
I'ma raging bull but I ain't with the bull
I could give em bad memories cuz I'm cruel
Or just turn they bad energy

Cat daddy, watch the way I make that pussy move
Kit katty, break her back when I'm coming through
Walk smooth, super soaker pussy slide on me
Fashion

put it down, down, ain't no fucking round, round
All I wanna hear is I'm. When I'm in your town, you know I'ma need it now

On the way with it right

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (Scott Storch) 
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Von

I keep calling plays, like I'm Phil Jackson 
We got Glocks and 'K's,

dirt cheap
Fight Fed cases leave the courts in laughter
Then flee to Miami and
Live happily ever after (Dope Man Dope Man)
Cook up let it drip dry
I'm

Two rambos twinning
And they're tall like me and Colo for real
I had to Sneak like Bo but for real
These coppers for real
90 on the M all for a meal

Scott Storch
Y nos vamo' a vapor
Woh-oh-oh-oh-oh (Ozuna)

Cuando salgo no quiero llegar
Tú tiene' algo que me hace delirar
Yo no sé, el baile

¡Scott Storch! 
Jaja
Y nos vamos a vapor
Woh oh oh oh oh
Ozuna

Cuando salgo no quiero llegar
Tú tienes algo que me hace delirar
Yo no sé, el

love love for my man B-Real
I'm glad you got bit to that steel
And much love for my man Sen Dog
The crews rolling thicker than some London fog
And much