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[intro]
uh, hear me out
man, these guys be stupid as h*ll, man
(yo’ young boy, what’s your name, bro? how do you say your name? young mooski?)
you gon’ really choose a dude like that versus me?
i mean on some humble ish, man, i mean that’s whatever, hear me
(young mooski the plug)

[chorus]
say you don’t want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin’
wake up, pack a wood, then it’s back to that business
gettin’ this paper, something your n*gga sure isn’t
i came out wet, so how the f*ck can i be caught out here drippin’?
say you don’t want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin’
wake up, pack a wood, then it’s back to that business
gettin’ this paper, something your n*gga sure isn’t
i came out wet, so how the f*ck can i be caught out here drippin’?

[verse 1]
smokin’ weed with my shoes off ’cause that sh*t might be laced
run a check up, walk up bank to these women, no chase
his girl keep f*ckin’ with santa claus ’cause all she do is slay
why you only come around when you need to get paid?
i don’t jack my d*ck outside so how could i beat round the bush?
i’m sagged and slanted off this kush, getting presidents, no bush
she gave me her virginity, that’s something a n*gga took
not like a dog, i got her on a leash, when i want she stays put

[chorus]
say you don’t want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin’
wake up, pack a wood, then it’s back to that business
gettin’ this paper, something your n*gga sure isn’t
i came out wet, so how the f*ck can i be caught out here drippin’?
say you don’t want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin’
wake up, pack a wood, then it’s back to that business
gettin’ this paper, something your n*gga sure isn’t
i came out wet, so how the f*ck can i be caught out here drippin’?

[verse 2]
your p*ssy makin’ mac and cheese [?] for n*ggas with no cheese
b*tch, i’m my own boss, f*ck school, no degree
and yeah, you can copy, but there’s only gonna be one me
pull up to the club [?] still on me
look at the way she blowin’, i’m the man of her dreams
but i’d rather smoke these [?] trees and get sick off lungs disease
times will get tough, but when i drink and i puff
can’t stop thinkin’ ’bout my money ’cause i ain’t seen enough

[chorus]
say you don’t want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin’
wake up, pack a wood, then it’s back to that business
gettin’ this paper, something your n*gga sure isn’t
i came out wet, so how the f*ck can i be caught out here drippin’?
say you don’t want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin’
wake up, pack a wood, then it’s back to that business
gettin’ this paper, something your n*gga sure isn’t
i came out wet, so how the f*ck can i be caught out here drippin’?

[outro]
you really?
you prefer to have a dude like that over me?
imagine, okay, bet
i ain’t trippin’
2020 ish, man, uh
(young mooski the plug)

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