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I'm not crazy, I'm a fuck, oh shit!
Floopy goober, motherfucker, floopy goober
They ain't ready for what we to bring back!
They ain't ready for Tyler with the hat!
ain't ready for the Wang$ap, niggas!
Fuck is niggas talkin' 'bout,
We die legends!

I you stackin'
I hope you puttin' some money to the side, my nigga and payin' taxes
I hope you not incriminatin' you and your niggas on songs you trappin'
I hope you dressin' yourself and not followin' opinions on fashion
I hope them cars that you drivin' ain't just to get some comments on 'Gram
Oh shit, they are because not the man
Low self-esteem, hide it in Lean, Xan meal
You fuckin' weak and you your plug?
You ain't got no plan, but I'm not to judge
'Cause you're doin' your thing
(Talk your shit, Nigga!)
I they see me
Your pants got a flood, a little bit
Oh you wearin' Vans and this season?
Stop lyin' to yourself, nigga, me the
now
A little goonie with nice sounds
This little groupie want the now
Yeah, she eatin' coochie, dyke now
Got a new bike, wow
And it the go-kart, go SKRRT now (Talk your shit!)
I really the La Ferrari, but shit
Can't you lower the price

now, nigga!
now, nigga!
now, nigga!

I'm not one
When it come to a vision, I got one
Rolling Stone gave me a cover so
Umm, so I one
I ain't do college, I said fuck lessons
I ain't no gang, I said fuck them weapons
Grabbed the keyboard, Clancy crossed my
Cashed my check and said fuck depression, nigga
what you scared for?
Everybody lean, everybody know
you a new slave, I'm an old one
Thanks to Ben Yang, still walk around with on, like
You seen no shit like mine
You ain't seen no dick like
(Naaaah, pause)

What the fuck now?
What the fuck right
What the right now?
What the fuck now?
What the fuck right
the fuck right now?
What the fuck now? (These niggas don't even understand! Goddamn, man!)
What the right now?

Tell you I'mma go nuts
told me to grow up
So I to a V10
I'm in a vacant lot doin'
There go my ego, leggo my
sip syrup, shout my nigga Scoobie
Y'all don't want beef, let us know he can eat that
'Cause he pushin' that mayo,
when you see him
Boy, last album was a musical
Somethin' always with you niggas like Liam
Neeson, boy, you run
Here I come, snortin' glitter, pictures
I don't run with 'cause their walk is bitter
mad at T
Where the freckled white boys at? 'Cause I don't fuck with niggas
That's not my homie, that's not my
not my team, nigga, they bench-warmers
I am a stormer, I am a
I am a cooper, loss, as soon as I moved it
I run the
I do not got time for niggas'
They fuckin' stupid, don't need 'em, want 'em
I drop 'em, they're dead weight, them niggas
Neck like mothafuckin' bad news
to Ben Baller, walkin' with a hunchback
I got a new one that I worked hard for
So the on my car doin' jump jacks
My big bro Frankie got a
My brother Taco got a Beemer
If you see 'em around me, they
We all good, like FEMA
But of

Get money, nigga! Get money!
All you funny lookin' niggas back the up!

I to add this
I sit in with a to do list
Proceed to do and acoustics, you
Sit and look at me feelin' foolish
Rollin' up and make excuses, it

them niggas!
Aye man, aye man!
Aye I got one mothafuckin' question
Why the fuck these niggas wanna like me now?
Why the fuck these hoes wanna fuck a like you now?
Why the fuck these niggas frontin' like ain't been invented the swag they runnin' with?
Why the fuck is niggas like niggas ain't the originators of this shit?
Man I tell these niggas can die and suck a dick!
How was Cool?