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Send me your addy, I cannot focus I'm on a addy Hol' up bro She is a baddie, she know her father, but call me daddy Hol' up bro We in a caddy, she a white girl, her name is Gabby She gotta fatty, f*ck her from pitty, her name is paddy Cops tryna grab me, hol' up bro I can just have the goons roll up bro Smoking that weed never roll up bro Wasn't invited why show up bro Celebrate life when we po' up bro First I just scramble the eggs (Eggs) Then I just eat that shit up (Eat it) I put that leaf in my cup (I do) Drink tea when I heat that shit up Make batter and beet that shit up (Beat it) She poke that meat when it's tough (Poke it) Chicken I season it up She put that beef in my gut (Come on) That's what I mean when it's hot in the kitchen My niggas pull up and got glocks with extensions You niggas keep talking, we is not with the mentions You niggas be claiming they opps you pretending I'm hot I can see my own breathe like it's winter I'm best and you niggas the least like a renter I rake it and make my own paper like printers Not with the dumb shit we run shit like sprinters That mac card, that black card be swiping like Tinder I'm counting so much money I some splinters My niggas be chopping them trees he yell timber She touch her whole chin with her knees she so limber Hang with the squad and come f*ck with some winners Grinding so hard I forgot to eat dinner Don't got the time to fall back like November I am the king like a Lion I'm Simba Niggas be lyin' Niggas complain they ain't score but ain't trying I want it, I see it in store then I'm buying She gotta boyfriend but still she be eying Can't be ya sneaky link, hol' up bro Got drip like a leaky sink, hol' up bro Eating on greasy wings, hol' up bro Steak rare you can see the pink, hol' up bro Yall thirsty y'all niggas be needing a drink And it's cold out my nigga I'm needing a mink She text me and said that we needed to link And this right off the top I ain't needing to think Send me your addy, I cannot focus I'm on a addy Hol' up bro She is a baddie, she know her father, but call me daddy Hol' up bro We in a caddy, she a white girl, her name is Gabby She gotta fatty, f*ck her from pitty, her name is paddy Cops tryna grab me, hol' up bro Yeah, yeah hol' up bro Yeah, yeah, hol' up bro
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