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I ain't tryna hear you bitch
I'm bussin off this pill
Is we outer space
Cuz that's exactly how I feel
Me and Legal Tender back to back
You know the drill
Where they at where they at
Cuz we
We young fly niggas
If you looking take a pic
Ice cubes on me drippin
Got a glacier on my wrist
Can't talk unless you naked
Too busy with this cash
Head taught me how to cook it
Steady running out of bags
All the niggas that I'm with
Go against all odds
Tribal Kingdom mount Olympus
This the home of the gods
Presentation fake official
Most niggas frauds
We took a couple L's
So now we taking charge
And we don't play no Xbox
That's a waste of my time
If hos playing John Madden
Why they hittin my line
I just try to keep it simple
Bae roll up and let's bake
I got a KD and some Raw
Get me high and I'm straight
What we doin getting fly
How fly super fly
Everyday every night
Seven days 365
How you feelin fantastic
Why is that I'm off a mid
A whole one hell naw
Chewed up ya damn right
What we doin getting paid
Fuckin hos hittin stains
Burn rubber rotate
Hardaway fadeaway
What we doin poppin tags
Rollin O's chasin Bags
Blue faces countin stacks
Poppin opps smokin packs
On a whole nother planet
This bomb got me high
Jump Beamer when I landed
Push button just to drive
Ain't a nigga who can say
I don't grind check the time
Five bands just today
It's a quarter after nine
Cuz off the mid
That bitch beat his ass
He tryna fight it back
I passed him the gas
Money Bags full of jiggs
Gave me one to hold
Boy I don't f*ck around
I don't need a whole
So we broke the pill in half
Jack ballin in traffic
Tryna stretch her like elastic
Put her face in the mattress
Bitch you know what we doin
Taking off in this bitch
And when I put on my pants
Treat me like I'm the shit
What we doin getting fly
How fly super fly
Everyday every night
Seven days 365
How you feelin fantastic
Why is that I'm off a mid
A whole one hell naw
Chewed up ya damn right
What we doin getting paid
Fuckin hos hittin stains
Burn rubber rotate
Hardaway fadeaway
What we doin poppin tags
Rollin O's chasin Bags
Blue faces countin stacks
Poppin opps smokin packs
Hahahaha
Shorty ass bussin off that bitch
Haha
She out here tweakin on my kids
MAD MAD MAD MAD MAD
MAD MAD MAD MAD MAD

