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[verse]
b-tch i’m the sh-t (x6)
repeat it to your b-tch, tell your b-tch i’m the sh-t
why these n-ggas straight up hating, prolly ’cause they see me caking
on they b-tch that they just cuffed, and i’m so ruthless homie just saying
and i’m smoking on jamaican, and i’m sipping on jolly rancher
and by that i mean that lean, so if you drink you gon be planking
n-ggas ask if i’m suwhoo-ing, n-ggas ask if i’m loc-ing
i ain’t neither one my n-gga, i just drink, smoke, promote
and my adidas on, i’m swagging hard, road head, she sucked me soft
56 grams we smoked up in the renaissance
maybe i’m the coolest, ’cause i’m from saint louis
this young n-gga movement, my verses straight fuel it
money talks, i’m fluent, n-ggas hate so foolish
n-ggas hate so stupid, backstabber like judas
up top, them my trophies, and the drugs is down below
my swag she say so cold my father probably sub zero
double d, skimane, dukesta them my bros
i’m t-raww’s clone, i’m better though, don’t look surprised, i said it hoe
i start verses when i’m f-cked up, and finish up when i’m sobered up
i’m f-cked up but what’s up, my squad up in this club
actavis in my cup, we high so we gon grub
steak ‘n shake is my love, we all broke, we gon run
jk, we balling fool, i got work no kilo-joules
you ain’t get that, you ain’t go to school
i’m too smart like med school
i’m too cool, nah i’m bool, big booty b-tch, imma drool
take her in that room, superman that hoe like yoouuaahh!
hid the drugs real good the one time couldn’t find it
geeked up off molly and i ain’t talking ’bout that cyrus
nappy headed hoes, b-tch i’m don imus
this heater on my hip, this mug can change the climate
red 5’s i’m super hot, what till my album drop, n-gga!

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