I'm feeling so fortunate Don't be spooked, when you check the booth I left a corpse in it Back to having fun your run is done stick a fork in it My niggas might come around robbin' like a tournament I want the meal when I order it Start to see you shine they wanna hang like an ornament Torture it, sonning all these niggas need an orphanage These guys is all beats and choruses they forcing it I got the shit that cook Paypal to Coach K you wanna get that book She kept asking me to hit that look Came to do the whole house like a big bad wolf We mobbin' deep when I ride through the city And it can get real ugly it don't gotta be pretty Imma get this bitch crackin' like Bobby and Whitney Nigga, leave your head red like Yatchy and Trippie, pockets is iffy So it's back to the hustling OG Jelly came with the load like he buffering One stroke had your girl screaming like she suffering World full of fakes understand what you up against I'm the type to make a gay girl turn straight Worst case, third base on a first date My new shit groundbreaking like an earthquake Face to face with the greats I'll murk Drake That's my idol, I ain't hating I'm just stating facts Pray to God he don't get mad cause I'll take it back I'm trying to do a track with homie if you cool with that But if he hit me with a back to back I'm shooting back That's a proven fact, like me cause I'm cute and black Model bitch with double D's got me boobie trapped What can I do with that? 10K up in the Louis sac You want your dogs to stay down then feed em all Scooby snacks Everybody gotta eat we all need a piece Watch the ones who talk the most cause they seen the least Swear to God I'm like a God yo I need a Preist Been heating up next to cook I just needed greace
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