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Seven oh five baby Hooligang in the fucking house Twenty-twenty looking hella busy If you're trying to keep up man Find gear six Aye, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Seven oh five baby Aye, aye Yeah, yeah I don't know anyone this versatile Okay maybe a couple few But I'm already rolling with them so It's love you know that Got my label on blast and they know it’s real Got my jewelry on flash and they know it’s real When I talk about my past they all know it’s real Got my woman rolling joints while I shop for coup de villes Man I’m too busy I’m too busy Man I’m just too busy I’m too busy for your f*ck shit man Man I’m too busy I’m too busy Man I'm just too busy Aye, yeah, Aye One leg out the whip Rolling banner in the mix We don’t ride trends here we're just making hits Don’t approach me with that f*ck shit I ain’t trying to touch it I’m into rolling dutches until I look like I’m on crutches, Y’all rappers soft as muffins never fly like puffins Come on here it’s nothing I got verses in abundance And we chilling in the dungeon with our woofers punching So much smoke it looks like we burnt something in the oven God damn every bar is heavy All my cars is Chevy And I got that sauce like Chetty's And I’m always ready I don’t gotta get ready Aim is dead steady Rappers about to catch a headache I’m talking tour dates I’m talking sponsorships to put me on You trying to get a handle on it Asking where did I go wrong? God damn I’m the man around this bitch Hooligang tatted on my fucking hand and my wrist, sayin Got my label on blast and they know it’s real Got my jewelry on flash and they know it’s real When I talk about my past they all know it’s real Got my woman rolling joints while I shop for coup de villes Man I’m too busy I’m too busy Man I’m just too busy I’m too busy for your f*ck shit man Man I’m too busy I’m too busy Man I'm just too busy Aye, yeah, Aye