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(Hit a bag like the Hilton Hotel) (Yeah, I bring the bag...) Hit a bag like the Hilton Hotel Yeah, I bring the bag like it's Show & Tell In a nutshell, turn up, Johnny Knoxville I be real tweak', you know, you know, don't hotbox here You know that, love that, huff gas, but that's not turning up That's daily life – pop stims, tweak week, earning guap That daily tweak, nah, I can't eat, fat burning off I really got TMJ from all that clenching jaw Off this and that, you know what? I'on care no more In 2012, I know your ass loved Macklemore Fresh '80s in my PC case, nitrous in my drawer Scene too creepy, bro, you need to self-explore They so creepy and don't even know it Say I'm on it, but this day, I'm off it Shit's so cliche, but you say you want the old me, like, what the fuck? Goofy guap, paparazzi zombie, like, what the fuck? The fuck's the old me, you not a nerd You not a nerd, I know you be in the herd, you don't geek out You might taste it like a bird Talking out your ass, bro– Nah, bro, don't test him, he be off P.v.P., that– And that– Yeah, at least, I think it's that, I'm rolling off this and that Post it, yeah, Postman Pat, yeah, they follow our format Hit a bag like the Hilton Hotel Yeah, I bring the bag like it's Show & Tell In a nutshell, turn up, Johnny Knoxville I be real tweak', you know, you know, don't hotbox here You know that, love that, huff gas, but that's not turning up That's daily life – pop stims, tweak week, earning guap That daily tweak, nah, I can't eat, fat burning off I really got TMJ from all that clenching jaw I know they mad, my bitch, Paris Hilton, bad Locked in, got that Johnny Knoxville swag Yeah, we got what they wish they had Sitting on my ass and I still get a bag Yeah, they tryna hate, stalk me, like some paparazzi Geeked up, geeking like I'm Octi, yeah, she know that I'm off a Oxy' She said I'm hard to love, but she really love me They use an ALT when they talking shit, man, it's kinda funny Love the sound of money, hear that beep got me going dummy Love to count these hunnids, smoking on some sweet, smoking honey Off that shit, got my nose runny, flexing hard, I'm stunting Make the money jump like a bunny, walk in with that EOTech and we started gunning
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