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[Intro] Fuck this ho', hell yeah, why not? Runnin' through these ho's, hell yeah, why stop? Put these bands up, bro, they Saint Laurent (SGT-HI-C) Off the shroomie stems, psychonaut Got shrooms in the trap, hell yeah, come shop All these racks on me, nigga, count it up Nigga take off on that Yahama On a bike, I feel like Kaneda (S-S-S!LK RD) (Heaven or Hell? Let's rock) Yeah, yeah, yeah [Verse] They'll pray I fall off, prayed on m- d-downfall Remember I was down bad, I ran it up without y'all Yeah, yea-yeah In a Porschey hot rod Nigga peel- t-top off Hysteric, VETEMENTS Type of shit that I rock Pouring Tris till I nod off Backwood full of Moon Rocks Molly crystal, pop rocks Shit mad5- j-jaw lock Foreign hoes in my call logs Blowin' up my phone, bitch, oh no, finna g5t yo' call blocked Yellow bitch, like Spongebob Fuckin' hoes in France, m�nage � trois, tell the hoe, "Bon voyage" Hysteric Glam', Chanel, damn, fas- i-icon Hysteric Glam', Chanel, damn, fashion icon I'm a vamp, damn, stryofoam pourin' up red rum Glock 19, hell yeah, magazi- r-real long Red key, red eyes, smokin' on redbone Re-Red bitch, real fat ass, throat game real strong V8 Dodge, supercharge, hell yeah, bitch, I'm gone Magical Girl Site, shawty, keep that stick like a wand Posted up in the field, shawty, pass that stick like baton Pull up in a Hellcat Dodge, Russian cream rolled fat, like logs Kush green like Sgt. Frog Shroomie P's, roll em' up like gauze Re-Redbone bitch, oh my god, throat game real strong Redbone bitch, real fat ass, give me head, salon Co-come to the trap, nigga, shrooms "R" us Real rich homie, yeah, I feel like Quan Iceberg on my neck and watch Tattoos on my neck and arms Wide body swim through the streets like Jaws Geeked on a pill, 30 Seconds To Mars 5-4-3-2-1, let's fall Fuck niggas on my dick, get off Yeah Fuck niggas on my dick, get off Chop-Chop with a scope, nigga get picked off Got Ricky on, shawty rip it off Ink on me, shawty lick it off She in love with drugs, it's a trauma bond Try to text my phone, and I dont respond Flex on them, got em' so pissed off Finesse lil bro, nigga get ripped off Twin-turbo Skyline GT-R Engine roarin', twin exhaust Hi-C too juiced up dot-com Nigga pull up Porschey, red hot rod Tryna take my chain, nigga, gun get drawn Leave a fuckboy ass outlined in chalk (Fuck you) I'ma fu-fuck his ho', hell yeah, why not? Runnin' through these ho's, hell yeah, why stop? Put these bands up, bro, they Saint Laurent Off the shroomie stems, psy-psychonaut Got shrooms in the trap, hell yeah, come shop All these racks on me, nigga, count it up Nigga take off on that Yahama On a bike, I feel like Kaneda [Outro] Yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (This is too easy) Yeah, yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah