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Right back to the racks, bitch I paid the tax Yeah we swerving in that Urus while you riding in a taxi She took a Uber to her parents and she told me scoop her after Life ain't shit but tragic That's why I smoke this Jadik I smoke all this dope it got me coughing like asthmatics Am I high Most Definitely I fucked up my mathematics My lil bitch athletic she go running in the morning But ima need like 5 more bitches when I'm touring 5 blunts in rotation, I feel like I'm Wale Ill pick up the pack, might just run in down to Raleigh I been on the road, on the run from federalies I been drinking while I'm driving I been feeling like Jeff Hardy I might f*ck her friend but I never tell her sorry Hop up in the Benz and we driving to New Orleans If you aint fucking with the kid then bitch you must be wilding Know some homies that should be locked up but I stay silent Running up a M, yeah I run it up like Sonic I could be your friend I could never be the father How you say you love me when you just met me this Friday Man we live 2 different lifestyles I make music, she go to college All these bitches do is f*ck but I aint keeping tally Might just take a fight to Florida and make a stop in Tally' She got colored hair and she like that sugar, Sean O' Malley They like, how you keep makin all of these hits Its automatic I was like, how you keep talkin about the crown like I aint been had it I like shawty cause she dark-skin with a fatty, and she tatted Man the way she move her hips it look like she can work at magic I been doin this shit so long its starting to turn me to a savage yeah Pouring up a 2 while I be smoking on some cabbage yeah All she wanna do is take this dick and call me daddy yeah Christian Louboutin, she say she got a thing for fashion yeah Pull up with my homies to your function and we crashing it Shawty she down bad I swear to god that shit embarrassing She rocking Balmain and she don't even know where Paris is Floating on the beat I feel the wind under my parasails She keep on calling me daddy like she don't know where her parents is Clean cut family, they keep up with appearances Then I walked up in that bitch and hell broke loose in that bitch Open up a can of whoop-ass Stone Cold Stunner shit Tryna keep up, with your broke ass You shouldn't have done that shit Want my Rolex to be topaz Time for all that shit Why you stuck all in your past Just let go of that shit Like what's up on your neck That's that golden shit This that El Dorado, WrestleMania On the road and shit And if I get caught with the pack She gone hold that shit And ima always drive the whip fast Like I stole that shit Right back to the racks, bitch I paid the tax Yeah we swerving in that Urus while you riding in a taxi She took a Uber to her parents and she told me scoop her after Life aint shit but tragic That's why I smoke this Jatik I smoke all this dope it got me coughing like asthmatics Am I high Most Definitely I fucked up my mathematics Right back to the racks, bitch I paid the tax Yeah we swerving in that Urus while you riding in a taxi She took a Uber to her parents and she told me scoop her after Life aint shit but tragic That's why I smoke this Jatik I smoke all this dope it got me coughing like asthmatics Am I high Most Definitely I fucked up my mathematics Am I high Most Definitely I fucked up my mathematics now its Right back to the racks