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{verse 1}:
pulling my blues out my pocket
carribean money that tropic
that is a whole ‘nother topic
all of your bands microscopic

your pennies are clean like you washed it
but they cannot buy you no robins
all in my instagram comments
talking that sh-t. you a novice

you soft just like wallace and gromit. (clay)
how you gon say that i’m not it. (sway)
my flow is too smooth: hypnotic
flying by you like a comet

i don’t see sh-t in your wallet
y’all are too foul. yeah i called
your closet is bare. mauled it
connecting my flows like a drawbridge

who are you n-gg-s that really keep talking
your girl liked my pic from last year. she be stalking
you look at me now. well, you better get walking
cause i might just p-ss you and laugh at you gawking

i’m rocking ralph lauren fleece
but gucci’s really what i need
and i know i say that a lot
but you still put it on repeat

{hook}:
they know my honey is sweet
i’m the buzz like a b-mblebee
you look for applause. you see tumbleweed
and no f-cking body can humble me
i am the g.o.a.t. you are under me
neck is so wet that i’m undersea
i made it here while undefeated

{chorus}:
2018’s gonna bring me lots of dubs
and i know that next year they’ll still be throwing subs
imma make a comeback. like i turn chicago cubs
i hit a hole-in-one and you hit it in the rough

2018’s gonna bring me lots of dubs
and i know that next year they’ll still be throwing subs
imma make a comeback. like i turn chicago cubs
i hit a hole-in-one and you hit it in the rough

{verse 2}:
hit it in the rough
better get your sh-t together fore i make another one
i am father. you are son
i just started. you are done
i saw that you were trying. well you had a good run

i be chilling the sun
san diego’s where i’m from
i was born in staten island
but ca is where i jump

why you hatin. got me stumped
i’m just chilling with my hun
i’m just keepin it one hun
i don’t worry bout you b-ms

sterling silver on my neck. it turned to gold and now i stunt
i hit homers. i don’t bunt
keep it real and i won’t front

if you think you can out-do me, get a cap cause you a dunce
got me eating on the compet-tion. d-mn, i call it lunch

got the fossil on my wrist like money old. you get the pun?
i be doing this sh-t in my sleep, i do it just for fun

i don’t do it for respect
i don’t do it for a check
i just do it for the n-gg-s doubting on me. it’s the best

just to prove that i’m the best
bars are better than the rest
if i do this sh-t for long enough, i might get a patek

i don’t give. i just collect
keep a cuban on my neck
and you know that on my shoes, it say a “a” and then a “x”

that’s armani that i flex
bars so cold i cannot sweat
and i’m soaring way above you n-gg-s like i’m on a jet

got me talking like i’m next
egotistical at best
i’m keeping it one hunnid like an a plus on a test

{chorus}:
2018’s gonna bring me lots of dubs
and i know that next year they’ll still be throwing subs
imma make a comeback. like i turn chicago cubs
i hit a hole-in-one and you hit it in the rough

2018’s gonna bring me lots of dubs
and i know that next year they’ll still be throwing subs
imma make a comeback. like i turn chicago cubs
i hit a hole-in-one and you hit it in the rough

- freshman anonymous lyrics

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