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Lyrics

[Intro] (BNYX®) Ayy [Chorus] 'Til I'm forty-five Thuggin' outside I'm that, I'm that guy Tie the soldier rag tight I be in my vibe Don't fuck up my vibe Fuck around and die Yeah, I ain't worried 'bout it [Verse 1] Aloha, I'm in Honolulu, bitch, we're whippin 626 I shoot 5.56s, got extra clips, she Lilo and I'm Stitch Krillin throwin' clips at all these jits, I fucked 'round, slipped a disc Mathematician, pour up one through six, I'm Will Smith with the switch Ayy, take the ho, I give her back, you know I can't trip off that Think I won an Oscar the way I hit the Tris and won the Act' Diamond faces scallywag, decorated diplomat Real sophisticated aristocrat, yeah, you diggin' that? Yeah, had a threesome with Wockeisha and Tristina I been cheating on Act' with Quagen Thee Stallion Scotty, beam me, make sure they see me, let's lift off Man, shoot that nigga, boy, fuck you and your teardrop (BNYX®) [Chorus] 'Til I'm forty-five Thuggin' outside I'm that, I'm that guy Tie the soldier rag tight I be in my vibe Don't fuck up my vibe Fuck around and die Yeah, I ain't worried 'bout it [Post-Chorus] I ain't worried 'bout it, nigga, I ain't worried 'bout it I ain't worried 'bout it, nigga, I ain't worried 'bout it We ain't heard 'bout your team, I ain't heard 'bout it We ain't heard none of y'all niggas, I ain't worried 'bout it [Verse 2] Matte black in that dually truck slidin' soft Aim it at your temple, tryna take a nigga off, yeah I been that nigga since I was little, tryna knock off your top, yeah She blow on that dick like she playin' a fiddle, tryna suck me out my socks Ride with me, I'm berserk up in them guts, I made her bow to me Ride with me, you in love with me or lust? Baby, don't lie to me Promethazine codeine with the Tuss', gotta get high with me Ayy, get a pussy nigga actin' up, lick it like lunch, we kill a rapper for free Can't no fuck nigga battle with me, AK, uh-huh It's 430 Deathless, we countin' the cheese, bag it up, uh-huh I'm treatin' this bitch like a money machine, count that bitch, uh-huh Been ballin', I'm ballin', I got all the rings, lay it up, ha [Chorus] 'Til I'm forty-five Thuggin' outside I'm that, I'm that guy Tie the soldier rag tight I be in my vibe Don't fuck up my vibe Fuck around and die Yeah, I ain't worried 'bout it [Post-Chorus] I ain't worried 'bout it, nigga, I ain't worried 'bout it I ain't worried 'bout it, nigga, I ain't worried 'bout it We ain't heard 'bout your team, I ain't heard 'bout it We ain't heard none of y'all niggas, I ain't worried 'bout it