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I'm indie right down to the brand on my back If the brand got a name then I'm stepping in that From Newbie to Nike to Yeezy, I'm jumping in Jordans I crease em to please me, that bass got a body you know it was speedy That pussy got power but baby I'm sleazy, lil baby a Leo, I'm calling her queenie She don't say a lot but I know that she see me I Split my personas, I'm too much to handle Got too many egos, each closest got 21 phantoms If I have breakdown, just know that I planned it I'm looking for love, I'm a hopeless romantic I'm taking my time, for yours I'm bandit You shooting my flicks, then make it look candid Wait, wait, wait, my flow need a switch If you get it, you got it, you knew what it was and whatever the f*ck it's just gotta be I got three different egos so don't go expecting the story to stay within honesty If I cop a fit then my other personas gon get one, so I multiply by 3 Every man got a woman that's making him better, she do it when she all on top of me They looking for beats tryna copy me, get some purp then I add in some poppy seeds You do it for clout and I know you would pop for me, im doing without and They know why they follow me You act how I was and I act how I wanna be, adding some spice while rolling my broccoli Wait wait wait wait I'm feeling like Todd, man it could be Jason or Sweeney That Boy caught a red hood he was just trotting down Fleet Street Said he hang with some demons, them niggas must be from the d-league Boy I'm born from the Lazarus, man my life forever on repeat Put a stamp on a nigga I'm Griffith, if you choosy, I split the decision Gotta drive like I stole what I'm whipping, they gon pull me over just going off suspicion But I ain't a thug, I just hang with some niggas We deep like the hand, pull the chain off a nigga He tried to run game, place the shame on a nigga He looking for clout, we'll put fame on the nigga He say run it back, told him to pull up, like boy where is you at Said he want answers, I'm giving him facts, said he a planter, I'll give him a crack Said he got beef, then I'll cut the fat, boy think he slime, bitch I know me a slatt Said he want wings, we got drums and the flats, He say that he better than me, my nigga who decided that?!