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[Chorus: FBG Young] Ayy, okay, okay Dropped out of school, still got my books up In the trap, it's a cookoff, had to cook it up Smokin' on moon rock, the dope gon' lock up That bitch ass molly soft, we need to hookup I told my baby mama, "I got you, stop the naggin' stuff" I cashed out fresh off the lot, I need the fastest one Hellcat engine, flyin' past you [?] [?] when it's passin' ya, my new life got all classy stuff [Verse 1: FBG Young] Ridin' with the sickest bitch, that's my fuckin' side ho To this shit, I'm Ray Charles, fuck shit I'm so blind to Supreme jacket with the Glock, you gon' rob who? I got robbers who rob robbers, we'll rob you Stanky piss, I paid all cash for I got bales like jingle Choppers sing like CeeLo Have you boppin', DLOW Servin' fiends like, "Hootie hoo" FaceTime you like ooVoo, too I'm with my dawg like Scooby-Doo [?] the colors, these bitches blue [Chorus: FBG Young] Ayy, okay, okay Dropped out of school, still got my books up In the trap, it's a cookoff, had to cook it up Smokin' on moon rock, the dope gon' lock up That bitch ass molly soft, we need to hookup I told my baby mama, "I got you, stop the naggin' stuff" I cashed out fresh off the lot, I need the fastest one Hellcat engine, flyin' past you [?] [?] when it's passin' ya, my new life got all classy stuff [Verse 2: Freshlos] Too much soda on that yola, lil' nigga, it ain't gon' lockup My baby mama tweakin', talkin' 'bout gettin' me locked up Left a nine at her crib, in the morning, I gotta pop up I'm whippin' in the kitchen, I cook it, now watch it lock up At 6 a.m., this trap be ringin', the fiends, they need their wakeup Two-for-ten on Sunday, you call me and get your wakeup Pussy nigga slide down on this block and he gon' get baked up Wooski got that thirty, he ShytSplack Gang, pick your face up [Chorus: FBG Young] Ayy, okay, okay Dropped out of school, still got my books up In the trap, it's a cookoff, had to cook it up Smokin' on moon rock, the dope gon' lock up That bitch ass molly soft, we need to hookup I told my baby mama, "I got you, stop the naggin' stuff" I cashed out fresh off the lot, I need the fastest one Hellcat engine, flyin' past you [?] [?] when it's passin' ya, my new life got all classy stuff