WTM

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[Intro] Fuck, fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck [Verse] The Uber takin' long as hell, I walked back Tryna ask me 'bout my drip, where I bought that You can't see this glizzy on my hip unless you hawk that Niggas ain't tryna do this shit for real, they just talk that They just kicked the whole gang out, we can't even come back We just found another move, we ain't even stunt that Put that glizzy on him, make him shit, make a nigga run that Fine shit say she don't want me in the mix, I ain't even on that I don't even wear my fuckin' Ricks, I don't even want 'em If you talkin' 'bout fuckin' licks, me and lil' gang want 'em I just wanna fuck your bitch one time, I don't even really want her Prostitute tried lil' twin, said her head a hundred Make a path when I'm comin' in, they know lil' Lazer coming I don't even know why 12 comin' in, we just fuckin' running Tried to have a threesome with her friend, she said I fuckin' tried it I don't even know what strand they got in, they said this shit Joe Biden Rush and pay my stupid speeding tickets 'fore they take my license I ain't even give a fuck what be the ticket, I ain't even check the prices Every time that bitch get on liquor, she start actin' feisty They invited me to they gang, nah, ain't invite lil' twin When you shoot stick, get your aim right, it jump out your hand Think I'ma keep givin' you these handouts? I ain't no ATM Nigga tryna get onside my car, he think I'm racin' him Bring all your friends, told that ho, "We got some space in here" Twin turn around and shoot back, fucked up, thinkin' 'bout chasin' him Everywhere we go, he fuckin' steal, I ain't takin' him Runnin' with the Backwoods in my pockets, I be breakin' them Heard a little sound at the door, asked, "Where that fire?" If they ask why we gettin' into it, I ain't gon' tell them why Put on black, I look like a shadow when I'm movin' by I don't even wear no fuckin' Jordans, I'm just now gettin' into it Whatever you think you love the most, you better go and do it Check my DM, line up fine shit, I need some hoes when I'm touring You just out here walkin' 'round, you don't even know what you doing Point that fire, I move it 'round, I bet this bitch get to blowing Think I don't know she gettin' around, but I know that bitch going I got too many fine shits, my fine shit think I'm hoeing Tryna stack my B-roll up, my lil' B-roll keep growing I don't even fuck with jerk beats, but this lil' jerk beat, it's flowing Shorty, you ain't gon' smell nothin' but weed and money, I won't put on cologne I got fine shits all across the map, every timezone First one to make it out that lil' trap, that's a milestone Shoot this bitch, this bitch got a zot, it go a mile long [Outro] Fuck, fuck, fuck Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out Fuck