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Yo, f*ck yo' fuckin' fashion No, I ain't fuckin' with these fakes cuz they be actin I cut the grass to see the snakes and then I cap em They really kicked me out of school cuz I was trappin But back then, baby, I was stackin I grab my Rillo, roll my weed, and blow her back in I went from pencil tapping to pistol packing (pistol pack) how you gon' block yo' ex and then you add him (you add him back) Niggas talkin' all that shit but in a captions Baby come and stop and shop, I got this magic Niggas lowkey fuckin, they fuckin faggots The way I whip this bitch, this shit so tragic I can get you right, tell them, tap in The way I whip this bitch, I almost crashed it I'm really out my body, they got me crashin These niggas really pussy, they got me laughin Yo, f*ck yo' fuckin' fashion No, I ain't fuckin' with these fakes cuz they be actin I cut the grass to see the snakes and then I cap em They really kicked me out of school cuz I was trappin But back then, baby, I was stackin I grab my Rillo, roll my weed, and blow her back in I went from pencil tapping to pistol packing (pistol pack) how you gon' block yo' ex and then you add him (you add him back) Yeah you add em back Yeah d1 goin smoke that fuckin pack I'm just bout my bag That lil bitch she bad I'm goin chase that bag I'm gon run like I'm on track Like hold on run that back Bitch I'm with yo hoe and at night you can call us bats That's yo bitch I can't f*ck that hoe cuz she a fan I just love my show and my bag, no Oh silly hoe She just want my money She gon' watch my money grow Yeah Bitch, I'm with Montana, I'm with lyl, chill and moe Yeah I done fucked yo' hoe, now you mad, like, okay So