Lyrics

Ait y ea listen man (five bands) What the fuck (yeah) I was gon for a few weeks But im back now finna fuck it up I know some niggas really did nothing Ain't even run it up (ha) There's too much money going around For you to not make a single buck (for,real) I got payed to speak into a metal piece Can't even make this up (what,the,fuck) Distrokid gon pay me this shit incredible (oh,my,god) You want your song to chart? Put me in the feat this shit inevitable (facts) Yea im cocky with it only when i win Cuz when i lose im quite (shhhh) I be eating wins for breakfast and dessert Losing not part of my diet (ha) My vocabulary big like yo wig If you keep talking crazy (bah,bah) Money coming in she on my dick? Like who is you baby?(Ewww) How the fuck you curve me Now you back looking like damn curby?(damn) Don't care about that bitch i got a new one And she real sturdy (ha) Pulled up in her dms like bob the builder What you tryna build? (what,you,tryna,do) She told me she ain't wanna build nun She just tryna get killed (damn) Put my goggles on and dived in it Feel like michael phelps (splash,haaa)
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