*Cue sharpie mustache, ski goggles, matching polo zip up/wall, and bad autotune*
YZ x2 (indiscernible) x2
x2 Going ham on your bitch, man this shit is On the couch, in the house, man you all the bread, man this shit is crazy You know that cardigan and the team so you pay me
1: Aint nothing more annoying the haters I stay with the green in the mean, Stay sippin lean, score TD (touchdown) like the Money buff like Arnold Schwarzenegger Waiting for my time, so dont forget to tip the We a bunch of dream-chasers about to go may-JAH (major) Whip looking foreign, cruising through the Glock looking crispy, yeah Im a Fish (No translation available) Bullets look nuggets, and Im a Chick Fil-Et YA been sweet, wed rather die before we pay up Got some bitches cooking, wipe my oven, flippin bricks Got some wasting time, my othe--------
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2: Man, she text my phone; she say the on! She say my money grown, Im never Never party alone, bitch a lover A butter...pussy unknown...???(incoherent mumbling) They hit you like a Money like Pringle chips Money time, tick tock I never been a And caught my lips on Everybody knockin like we playing knick (?) --- (drop beat)
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3: YZ so de mane, my fan d (?) Aint stopping us You boys at Wendys all ....(incoherent mumbling) I got papers, I got papers so my always grow Got a stripper bitch, stand the pole Cause she say I trained her right, and she loving the (?) Young you do it better, and flyer than I go to the mall, I ball like DURANT I been a bitch n---- or know what I cant (incoherent mumbling)..........FINESSE!
YZ...Finesse (x2)
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