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Wagyu
by HBK Trae
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They don't even acknowledge I'm in first place
They won't give me flowers on my birthday
I get dinero
We live like good fellows
Wear my own apparel
I'm with Cliffy Nettles
My bitch, she ghetto
I can't take her nowhere
She stare at my bezel
Then pull down my belt loop
I go in the lab, mix up the flows
I feel like a chemist
I be in the hood, I'm bout to blow
I feel like a engine
Wave a Wanda round, you disappear
I feel just like Timmy
I don't take no pictures, no no kodaks
I look like a gremlin
Caramel or chocolate
They both thick, I cannot decide
How can I fall in love, when I got 6
Women on my line
You would think that I really know Drake
Got 6 on the line
Used to ride the pine, now I ball so hard
I done got a fine
She said that she love me, I asked Maury
He said, it's a lie
Fucked a married bitch one time
Now she can't get a ring from me
They didn't wanna let me see
So I had to go reach my peak
Now I'm stoned up on the mountain
Now I'm streaming overseas
My lil cougar 38 baby
I feel just like YB
I get dinero
We live like good fellows
Wear my own apparel
I'm with Cliffy Nettles
My bitch, she ghetto
I can't take her nowhere
She stare at my bezel
Then pull down my belt loop
My new bitch, she creole
Thought she was a Dedeaux
I'ma take my time, on every line
Like a free throw
They ain't even wanna acknowledge
I'm in first place
They won't even give me flowers on my birthday
From the coast, they do the most
That's my birthplace
I just got my passport
Let's go out to Turks, Caics
Way she stay on her knees
Know she a professional
You should rock out with me
Call it heavy metal
Oh girl, just come with me
I could treat you special
Wagyu, no mickey d's
You can have what ever
Way she stay on her knees
Know she a professional
You should rock out with me
Call it heavy metal
Oh girl, just come with me
I could treat you special
Wagyu, no mickey d's
You can have what ever
I get dinero
We live like good fellows
Wear my own apparel
I'm with Cliffy Nettles
My bitch, she ghetto
I can't take her nowhere
She stare at my bezel
Then pull down my belt loop
She said I got that dope dick
She said she want that dope dick
They don't even acknowledge I'm in first place
They won't give me flowers on my birthday
I get dinero
We live like good fellows
Wear my own apparel
I'm with Cliffy Nettles
My bitch, she ghetto
I can't take her nowhere
She stare at my bezel
Then pull down my belt loop
I go in the lab, mix up the flows
I feel like a chemist
I be in the hood, I'm bout to blow
I feel like a engine
Wave a Wanda round, you disappear
I feel just like Timmy
I don't take no pictures, no no kodaks
I look like a gremlin
Caramel or chocolate
They both thick, I cannot decide
How can I fall in love, when I got 6
Women on my line
You would think that I really know Drake
Got 6 on the line
Used to ride the pine, now I ball so hard
I done got a fine
She said that she love me, I asked Maury
He said, it's a lie
Fucked a married bitch one time
Now she can't get a ring from me
They didn't wanna let me see
So I had to go reach my peak
Now I'm stoned up on the mountain
Now I'm streaming overseas
My lil cougar 38 baby
I feel just like YB
I get dinero
We live like good fellows
Wear my own apparel
I'm with Cliffy Nettles
My bitch, she ghetto
I can't take her nowhere
She stare at my bezel
Then pull down my belt loop
My new bitch, she creole
Thought she was a Dedeaux
I'ma take my time, on every line
Like a free throw
They ain't even wanna acknowledge
I'm in first place
They won't even give me flowers on my birthday
From the coast, they do the most
That's my birthplace
I just got my passport
Let's go out to Turks, Caics
Way she stay on her knees
Know she a professional
You should rock out with me
Call it heavy metal
Oh girl, just come with me
I could treat you special
Wagyu, no mickey d's
You can have what ever
Way she stay on her knees
Know she a professional
You should rock out with me
Call it heavy metal
Oh girl, just come with me
I could treat you special
Wagyu, no mickey d's
You can have what ever
I get dinero
We live like good fellows
Wear my own apparel
I'm with Cliffy Nettles
My bitch, she ghetto
I can't take her nowhere
She stare at my bezel
Then pull down my belt loop
She said I got that dope dick
She said she want that dope dick
