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[Verse 1: Chris
Bottles in a bucket of ice (yeah)
Better make room, vroom, hear the (celebrate)
Bitch, better that I'm a sniper (yeah)
You know I'm 'bout to you from your man though (celebrate)
Pop up with the at artificial niggas actin' like bitches
It done started up a
They don't a difference, nigga we winnin', I'm plenty grinnin'
Hunnid platinum, fuck it, you ain't gotta listen (celebrate)
You better step to me
Feel the dick, bitch, open up mouth for me
Now choke, to the dick, honestly
I'm dope, bitch, comin' Eenie Meenie Miney Mo (celebrate)
I like when I lose (I don't)
If I don't buy her them shoes, I like those (regulate)
Do that I want to
Think I'm gon' dance on the moon Michael (elevate)

[Verse 2: Joyner Lucas & Brown]
While I'm drivin', I'm moonwalkin' in the sky some shooters
We jump inside of the Buick, you duck and hide from the
A couple choppers, in the guitar with the music
Guess I'm alive and I use it, get stuck inside of the
I lie, but the truth is I'm fuckin' tired of these losers
And all my life the food when it's supper time and the juice
But I'd die than to lose, it's a matter of time 'fore I lose it
And strategize with the
in the trap like a boss, ooh
Ho, you know I'm with the sauce, ooh
Pretty, with a face full of
All they did was build me up, try to take me
ain't ever wanna (celebrate) like you have a label
Call the doctor, heard the chopper 'em do the Macarena
All you niggas as candy, chocolate chip and Now and Later
Jolly Rancher, Snickers, bubblegum and flavored
Get the paper, I'ma (celebrate) on the
you niggas got the juice, but I got Corona
Got a little Spanish bitch, I call her
Joyner Lucas, bitch, I'm hotter than a sauna
Yeah, I make you (elevate)
All you new niggas do it for me, look (woah)
I'm a professor, you a student to me, woah
Designer on, like you cooler than me, wait (ayy)
All we do is win, you a to me
wanna talk about battle me (Joyner)
You can't give me neck a mouth full of cavities
of lil' niggas tried grabbin' me (grabbin' me)
Five foot five, boy, you like half of me
You don't wanna see the side of me (yeah)
Hard to make 'em happy, all these stay mad at me
I just might take her out to (Applebee's)
her long dick and a strawberry daiquiri

[Verse 3: Chris Brown & Joyner
Cheesecake Factory, bubblin', why you mumblin'?
What you Stop stutterin', what you spend? Let me double it
Lime green 'rari, two twins, 'em double mints
If all you pussy niggas my kids, I'm in then
Shut up I spank you for actin' up
Now I'm wakin' up in cabanas, you bad as fuck
And all gorillas don't want bananas 'less chain is tucked
You with the strap, you cross Chris, make you jump
I criss-cross with the pump, ain't no bricks in the
Leave that for the chumps, I still get what I want
wanna believe in my mind, but you believe in my dump
I'm takin' a knee for my side, could give a fuck they owners
Nigga look at my eyes, you 'bout to give me my
And motherfuckin' record, that's a hit, I record it (celebrate)
And e'ry motherfuckin' snitch up in bitch, they report it (celebrate)
You paid your way for this fade and can't even it
Seventy-five mil', at me now (celebrate)
And all these bad bitches can't their feet down (elevate)
You really wanna see Brown
Need to stop all that talkin', put the seat down
Joyner, I don't feel these niggas
Hol' up, I ain't gotta pay to kill these
Time is money, need to fuck around and bill these
Vet, so I'm good will these niggas (celebrate)
I'ma show these niggas, I should these niggas
Take flex, Fresh Prince, Uncle these niggas
Oh shit, I'm the shit, you smell me, nigga
Break ribs, yeah, you don't no real beef, nigga
I say As-salāmu ʿalaykum when I apart some bacon
Ho, you like a pig, you fuckin' filthy, nigga
Now the police lock me in the prison, said, I'm guilty
I said, Da da da da da, come and kill me,

[Verse 4: Joyner Lucas, Chris & Both]
They have forgot that I'm psycho (jheeze)
Oh, you want war? Say no
Turn fuckin' block into a light show (Joyner)
You better be sure, better be
I'm the realest that I know
And I'm so bored, I might cars
I saved a money on Geico (jheeze)
The neighbors on my door, what the fuck you want?
Bitch, I'm (jheeze)
Listen, nigga, mind your business, I'm so of niggas
me how I been livin' my life (Joyner)
Sick of bumpin' shoulders now I'm over
Every who ain't wanna get in my ride
I was watchin', you was
Ain't had the shit in my size
Now I'm poppin', I'm
And your bitch keep hittin' my
It's complicated, fuckin' up with my main
Givin' it to the bitch at the same damn time
my face in it, never wastin' it
I'ma lay in it, hit it, hit it one more
And proceed and play with the pussy
You know I keep my cape on a hoodie
But I keep a Uzi, it's a doozie, make a if you're actin'
So (celebrate)