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I'm basically the shit
I smoke, I drink, I fuck bitches, I skate
I'm basically the shit
Huh
If you wanna try, you can try
If you need some drugs from me, huh, you can buy
Lil' shawty watchin' me all day, yeah, she a spy
I been shoppin' all day, I been cashin' out
I'm boolin' with a thot
I just want her to go convertible, yeah, drop the top
This a Chrome Hearts Rolex, this ain't no regular watch
Lil' bitch, I got them knots
If I see 12, my bitch gon' put them drugs in her crotch
If we get away, I'ma eat her like some butterscotch
You smoke block work, bitch, you don't smoke no Za'
Hunnid shots at his tater, turned him into tater-tots
Nah, I ain't hatin', but these niggas be dickridin' a lot
My chain swingin' when I fuck yo' bitch in missionary
Diamonds on my neck, my wrist, my fist, diamonds everywhere
If I put some diamonds on that bitch, she always gon' be there
Yeah, she always gon' be here, she ain't goin' nowhere
Rabin Mink on my body, this is not no bear
These niggas be tryin' so hard, but they can't compare
No Xanax, but a nigga havin' bars like I'm straight outta jail
If I bet on myself, I'll never fail
I'm gon' win everytime, just like Floyd
I'm turnt on vacations, there's a check if I got to board a flight
A hunnid K for one night, huh, that's sum' light
I was gon' fuck yo' bih', but I didn't 'cause she not my type
But they way her ass pokin', huh, in them tights
Hmm, hmm, hmm, I just might, hmm
I just might, hmm, hmm, hmm, I just might, hmm
I just might, yeah, yeah, yeah, I just might, yeah
I just might fuck that lil' bih'
Too much ice on me, got them niggas sick
If a nigga ever send the drop, my boy gon' handle it
You gon' get yo' candles lit, double O shit
I was trending the other day and I ain't even post shit
I was on the block, yeah, yeah, I was posted
I was tryna get that green, yeah, that guacamole
I used to rock the Robin's jeans, I never had no Girbaud's
I ain't give a fuck 'bout what I had on 'cause I was gettin' to that loot, woah
Huh, huh, huh, I ain't give a fuck 'bout what I had on 'cause I was gettin' to that loot, woah
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh I ain't give a fuck 'bout what I had on 'cause I was gettin' to that loot, ooh
Lean, Molly, X
Weed, sex
Sticks up, private jet
That's a light flex, I ain't show my muscle
These niggas pussy, these niggas don't want no tussle
Upside down cross chain, X on my buckle
These niggas hyped 'bout that ho, I already fucked her
Codeine on ice, yeah, I'm a Wockhardt lover
Could you believe that I, huh, huh, used to struggle?
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