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Lyrics

[Intro] Holy fucking shit, this is fucked beyond repair Yeah! Uh, uh, uh Don't worry about what the fuck he be doin', it's DJ Smokey Bitch Nuke Radio [Hook: Laker Brady] "Laker, can we go to Saks?" I say yeah (Yeah!) Man, I'm silly when he fuck with my girl, oh yeah "Laker can you cum for me?", I'm like, Oh, yeah This game, I'm gettin' mad money like, Oh, yeah (Yeah!) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She like "Laker can you cop this for me" like, Oh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I'm gettin' mad money, like Oh, yeah [Verse: Ricky Chix] "Laker can we go to Saks Fifth?" I'm like yeah I feel like a scammer when I hit for ten racks Where the fuck is Woody he's probably out in Mass (Nuke Radio) I remember when that boy was pourin' up in rats, oh Woody really loves rats I'ma fuck it up, ass I'ma open up the pack Joeyy folded for a brand new tag [Verse: Joeyy] [?] why my eyes so sad Mud up in this Starry got me walking zigzag Marni on my body lookin like a skin tag Cartiers from France, it looks like a white flag Amiri on the Denim, Demna on the boots If you wanna hit this cup, venmo me the loot My lip gloss poppin, and my hair is looking cute (Yeah!) I been noddin off I think the world is just askew [Chorus: Laker Brady] "Laker, can we go to Saks?" I say yeah (Yeah!) Man, I'm silly when I fuck with my girl, oh yeah "Laker can you cum for me?", I'm like, Oh, yeah This game, I'm gettin' mad money, I'm like, Oh, yeah (Yeah!) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah She like "Laker can you cop this for me" like, Oh, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, I'm gettin' mad money, like Oh, yeah [Outro] My life is in shambles NUKE RADIO