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its khalifa
mr. the fuck up
all

feeling real good life
got a poured
lit
go
excuse me, my levi, my shoes is gucci
like who he
on the paper chase, waste my loose leaf
a nigga paying bills, L's on the beach
but i still move with the goons on a leesh.
some call it weird, hoes call it
like i just stepped out a boutique
and i like i got a mouth full of loose teeth
closet full of new sneaks that i probably never
im in president suite, bad bitch
and if them niggas aint me,
i a beat like a canvas
bar bras on the paint it perfect
ever run out of weed, i throw a fit
i keep the army at ease cause aint worth it
considered hipster, cause my shirts fit
the way your bitch hit my chirp, a hip hurt
young nigga riding that wave, me surfin