Lyrics

(Damn, Trgc made that?) (Ayy Woods, light that shit up) Been doin' this since a lil' kid (Yeah) I don't fear you not a lil' bit (Yeah) Hoes, said we not back to this (Hoes) Nigga, get back with that basic shit (Yeah) I'm on my A-shit (Yeah) Lil' Faygo, baby I'm havin' shit (Grrah) Said that you hate me (Yeah) How can I care when I'm paid? What the fuck we call this? As I'm doing something marvelous (Hey) Can, no I don't, gas in my blunt (Gas in my blunt) Hand up, I don't give no fuck what you talkin' 'bout, yeah-yeah (Go) No, I don't (Let's go), you know (Kick, kick) No, I don't (Grrah), no Mysterious, mysterious (Yeah), I'm a mysterious (Mmm) Tell them hatin' niggas they can kick it with all of they theories (Mmm) And yo' ho gon' take a ride with Faygo just for the experience I'm not from here, I think I'm a mistake from somebody experiment (Sheesh) Bam, playing with my Drac' alone Yeah, feel my adrenaline (Baow) Damn, he was so innocent, now that lil' nigga poppin' his big shit I remember we rode in that stick shift (Grrah) I remember I didn't have no kicks, bitch I remember I thought I wouldn't be shit Now they all lookin' up to me, yeah Now they all lookin' up to me like I got some' for 'em (You know) What the fuck we call this? As I'm doing something marvelous Can, no I don't, gas in my blunt (Gas in my blunt) Hand up, I don't give no fuck what you talkin' 'bout, yeah-yeah (Go) No, I don't (Let's go), you know (Kick, kick) No, I don't (Grrah), no
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