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What what what what
Di dippity doop dap
Di yippity yoop yup yup
Uh uh yeah

Sitting up in math class, listening to my boom bap
Looking like a maniac,

(Trophy Ent)
Yup
Tahaha
(Let's Get It)
LJ (The only one)
Da Trophy (Let them know who it is on the mic)
Grrrtt Bow
You fuck wit me (You fuck wit me)

Don't worry about where I'm going
I'm bout to go to the store and get me A blow pop
Let's go
Yup, I think I'm in trouble
Two lovers under cover
Turn

Another helie beat
I know ya feel it
I know ya feel it
I know ya feel it
I know ya feel this
I do it fo’ myself, ain't no better way to live, yup
I

of control
Wanna be like Wu-Tang (yeah)
Fuck around with a true gang (yeah)
Cause I wanna have a lose plan
And just choose man for the job planned (okay, yup

(yup)
All of us Hadanuf
All of my niggas done Hadanuf
They sending some shots
We sending em back
All of my niggas done Hadanuf (yup)
All of us Hadanuf
All

goin land
Never goin land
Never goin land
Never goin land
Never goin land
Never goin land
Never goin land

Yup yup we soaring 
80 On the dash just wait

Smash Bros. Metido en la 64, yuh
Esa chica una fox, demás que estudió teatro, yup yup (Aye)

Tu nombre lo escribo en la Death Note y el Ryuk me pide ir

ain't stackin
Niggas ain't really rappin (Nah)
Or maybe they are they cappin (Lies)
Played the field, wasn't easy (Woo)
Shit was on All madden (Yup

is it
Oo Oo
I think you should move forward too
Oo Oo
This time feels legit
Oo Oo
Yup I’m finally ova you
Oo Oo
Maybe this is it
Oo Oo
I think you

Uggh
Yea
Designer Mafia
Uggh
Kwab Dollas
Yea
I Really Love It Yup
I Really Love it Yea
I Really Love It Yup
I Really Love it Yea
Fresh in public

louder
I said, "come here now" (Come here)
Tryna freeze up my account (Woo)
Cause I rock the icy crown (Yup)
And it come in large amounts (Yup)
We

don't wanna fuck with CLE Bando (You don't)
You in for a show (Yup)
Turn up the audio (Yup)
Yeah Bando 
Let's go

Bitch I said let's go
Call that Petco

lit
Tricking a trick (Yup)
We’re taking a trip
Nirvana with a twist
Our heads are up in the sky
We’re keeping it lit
We’re going on a mad one (Yup yup

Dirty forces, yup got the blood on 'em
'Preme tee, I don't gotta flex for 'em
Your girl ain't loyal, she be sexing him
Single for the bag, she

Knockout
She don’t wanna talk but her tops out (Woah)
I take her to the penthouse (Yup)
I hit that past tap out (Mmm)
She expect to get a shout-out

with Luv
We get 'em like

YUP YUP

Got me losing my mind
Better than them dudes you fools confusing with God
Move them aside crazy what you can brew when

tell me nothing
So why they try to tell me something
I'm feeling so fresh, blessed, yes, out that mess flex , aye
Can't tell me nothing , yup
Can't tell

Yup yup it's Quad-b
Uh take this
Uh take that
Punchlines hit the track put damage ta rap
Okay uh take this
Uh take that
Punchlines hit the track put

White mounds, pure cut
Sippin'
Drown drown drown
When in doubt, dip and duck
Ay
Yup yup yup
In my cup is some stuff
In my hand is a blunt
Here I land, now

already know
Spend too much time in my head
Umm
No one to trust except me
Nope
I need to go get some air
Umm
I overthink everything
Yup
You don't like me I

work, splurge and get the cash
Not my daily task, this a life task
And Uhm really bossin' yup, bossin', Rick Rossin' yup
I don't need your empathy juss

talk to me
On my petty shit
Convo gonna cost fee
Kiss my ass
Yup, yup you pay'n for groceries
Keep act'n up
Grits all on ya knees
Lick it up - service me

commas

Karma Karma
Bitches are gettin' their karma
Niggas be gettin' their karma
While I be getting my commas

Karma Karma Karma (Yup)
Karma Karma Karma