| Word on the street, they said that you close to me
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| Don’t like the energy, are we friends or enemies?
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| Stay away from my face, man, you give me allergy
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| You just hate while I phase on another frequency
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| On so many lists, but still pull up in a Lyft
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| Lately I’m on my ways, listen what my gut will say
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| In Airbnb’s, got one hundred-thousand keys
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| But you know where I stay, don’t let me catch a case
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| On my way to the bank, got more checks
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| Last night she fucked me way too hard
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| I’m 'bout to crack my vertebrae (Ayy)
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| I do more than what I say
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| You just talk but when time comes you really can’t locate
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| I been back on my bullshit, tell your bitch to suck my dick
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| You remind me of what I don’t wanna be
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| Be the worst, be the name in case you start an agency
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| My dad is a lawyer, he would tell me 'bout his days at work
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| That one time he thought his partner tried to get him fuckin' murked
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| Last time that I saw you, I gave you a lesson to be learned
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| Sit down, do your homework, I’ma count my blessings like a clerk
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| Word on the street, they said that you close to me
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| Don’t like the energy, are we friends or enemies?
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| Stay away from my face, man, you give me allergy
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| You just hate while I phase on another frequency
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| On so many lists, but still pull up in a Lyft
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| Lately I’m on my ways, listen what my gut will say
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| In Airbnb’s, got one hundred-thousand keys
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| But you know where I stay, don’t let me catch a case
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| Reppin' red and white so hard I barely can control it
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| I don’t care 'bout relevance, I write my bars then I go drop it
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| Poppin' mollies not important, on the uppers, I’m in heaven
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| Ready for the revelation and the best for all my bretherens, ayy
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| Eatin' on that Frito-Lay, give a fuck what they gon' say
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| Girl from Hawaii told me that her name was Lilo, ayy
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| And that pussy bald, look like it just got a chemo, ayy
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| Damn, that wasn’t cool, honey mustard’s got a better taste
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| I do know what you want, I’m gon' never give it up
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| I can make you disappear for just a couple hundred bucks
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| Tryna play me, good luck, young and sharp just like a cut
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| Get you anxious like the first time in the club
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| Word on the street, they said that you close to me
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| Don’t like the energy, are we friends or enemies?
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| Stay away from my face, man, you give me allergy
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| You just hate while I phase on another frequency
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| On so many lists, but still pull up in a Lyft
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| Lately I’m on my ways, listen what my gut will say
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| In Airbnb’s, got one hundred-thousand keys
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| But you know where I stay, don’t let me catch a case |