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[Verse 1: J $tash] First off let's get retarded Lauderdale Broward County Lot of hills, popping pills Strippers on them blue dolphins All I touch is blue hundreds Got beef but ain't do nothing Say you shootin boy but shit You ain't shoot nothing Lights on, lights out, I'm so iced out Dead presidents up in the trap, call it the White House You ain't got no cast so what's the motherfucking hype 'bout? Your bitch she love J $tash, she want a picture for some damn clout I went and brought the bands out My bitch she bad, she stand out Hit another lick, I ain't never had no hand out But I went and brought the grams out I mailed a pack bitch, straight to my gram gram's house You want a pack, you want them bands, you want to cash out I made it back, I tripled that up in the trap house Don't make me go and pop the trunk, boy I will spaz out You know I got another chopper on my damn couch [Hook: J $tash] Strapped up shawty When I hit the club, life of the party Pop another pill, let's get retarded Pistol on deck, don't get me started [Hook: J $tash] Strapped up shawty When I hit the club, life of the party Pop another pill, let's get retarded Pistol on deck, don't get me started [Verse 2: KOHH] ラックにラックに, しまくる毎日 レンジローバー, とかウバ, それともタクシー 歩くのやだ, ちょっとめんどくさすぎ どこでも落ち着いていること [?] タトゥー入れまくりのやつとか外人 多国籍の皆で食べる, Chinese I can teach you how to use mother fucking chopsticks 国料理、写真撮り、 インスタグラムに No say China, もう小ちゃい自慢しない 俺たちは生きているだけ 何も考えないで使いまくりの金 本当の話, bitch I'm rich, money over a lot of bitches 遊ぶだけで遊ぶ金稼ぎ あいつら[?], you gotta chill, you gotta chill, you gotta chill 急がば回れ, 今すぐて, 忙しいの素晴らしい, 素晴らしい, めっちゃ素晴らしい