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Can't afford no VVS, I stole this chain right off the yard And that pussy boy be talkin' hella shit, but he on tar I was hooked up on them Xanax 'cause my life got really hard And this shit still hella hard, I just got different types of bars Stupid bitch, on some stupid shit So I swung 'em first but that right fist Ain't gon' do enough, this fucker big as shit I got Runtz, me and bro get high, sound like we speak Dutch And for a second, while we crackin' up, this bitch get packin' up, you mad or what? Heard too many rappers cappin' tracks, I had enough Like how this fun to you when you just talk 'bout shit you haven't done? I'm just askin' bruh, I ain't good at math but that shit not addin' up That's sad as f*ck I'm a YouTube type beat trap rapper bitch I'll do anything to make you hear me in this shit I might sip some Everclear so I think clearly in this bitch You so desperate for these hos you askin' Siri in this bitch Gang on gang, I don't ever let my nuts hang Boys ain't fire, need to catch a lil' sunray Only lookin' up 'cause I hit you with the pump fake Rappers don't drop when I drop, they just run away Rappers don't rap when I rap, they leave How you leave the booth without hearin' the beat? He don't got a rhyme but he got a rhyme scheme That's what happen when you rap just because you got cheese, bitch Got the drug snot, buckshot, peekin' through the door People think that I be rappin' but really I'm doin' chores Got the drug snot, buckshot, peekin' through the door People think that I be rappin' but really I just record Drug snot, buckshot, peekin' through the door People think that I be rappin' but really I'm doin' chores Got the drug snot, buckshot, peekin' through the door People think that I be rappin' but really I just record