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You gotta get rough Ay, I be geekin' a lot like a honor student If I lied to you and you believe it, what that make you You stupid Me and the bank so close Me and the bank so close We exchange numbers Me and his bitch so close Me and his bitch so close We don't use rubbers Me and the bank so close I go to that bitch and I withdraw right on a Sunday Me and his bitch so close I f*ck her on Sunday I bet that she abort it Monday Kvo, you know that I chill at the peak of the mountain The tippity top of the top Kvo, I need some more lean I poured every drippity drop Blueberry Fanta Mix it with lean, that drop Just got sum addys they can in they was sum 30s She fuckin' me over her ex nigga Cuz he can't get it up Someone just get him a Yerky I'm in her bedroom She suckin' me up I'm stuck in her teeth like some jerk I'm ready to step on shit Look at my boots They look like they military grade Heavy artillery spray Hit him in the face And that's an easy 50k It don't take nun for you to get lined up Four of my niggas, and I that's an all-star lineup Knew it, it was when you psyched up No, you don't think with the head on his shoulders Ain't somebody get the broads on him Take his sight, put the bronze in his eyes Metal to his face Put the bronze on him Then we blast him He in third place, got a bronze medal I'm rockin' the Prada They think that I f*ck with the devils She a Prada, baby, in a Nympho She said speed it up, I change the tempo She pull up and she givin' me tempo That's head, by the way, you stupid-ass niggas Like Temple Temple, baby, she pull up The sad nigga said he wanna fade I'm like, okay, and I pull out the clipper today I'm shootin' this shot, yeah, I fade away And I'm sippin' this shit, made me fade away Number one nigga, like Ace of Spades Yo, I can't f*ck her, she got a piece of face It's 23, nigga, I ain't goin' on dates I'm more worried about shit that's goin' in safes He's shavin' hoes, get him a cape New black phantom in the Cullen and Gray He changin' roles, I think he gay I don't give a f*ck, this gun, I'ma spray it She a bad bitch, in the pipe, I'ma lay it I'm a savage, like 21 Ayy, K-Bow, K-Bow, slimy as shit, like thugs Nigga is a burger, ketchup I don't give a f*ck about her vest We came here to shoot west on top of that I don't know what her face like, hit from the back I don't know what broke is, I get stacks Scarface shit, how a nigga move packs Brave lil' shit, how a nigga get sacks These jeans, I got them from Saks Still, she foreign, I'm likin' her accent I hit it, she singin' just like Tony Braxton He said that he batted at plenty Had to cut it off, that bar was too bass Sorry, sippin' lean, this shit got me lazy Got a white bitch, she takin' my word Look like Gwen Stacy She don't f*ck with you, cause you shoppin' at Macy's And I'm shoppin' at, uh, yeah