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Lyrics

[Intro] Ah, shit, I can't hear a goddamn thing Alright, well, now, welcome to the show Even though I hate this fucking—, you feel me? Everybody gotta do their own motherfuckin' strips And I gotta go bash three hoes, call her, get my dick wet [Verse] Bitch want me to try her burnt-ass lemonade That she got from the goddamn grass I'm not dumb, bitch, please back up I do not care about your ass, ayy 'Ringe boy takin' trash out, you know I am not up next Fuck a time, fuck a order, everything's a crime, huh Goddamn, I'm the man of this shit, got too much to say Fuck is you here for? Everything looking so goddamn grandeur Illusion looking like plan door Runnin' around, everything looking so goddamn fresh I don't even give a damn, bitch, throw it back Need to get off, bitch, I need some ass and a Tic Tac Fuck you talking to? Fuck you talking 'bout? Goddamn, you don't like me? Eccentric-ass niggas assemble Because we are not the devil, ayy, ayy Run around, everything lookin' goddamn special Everythin' lookin' like somebody metal Mettle with hell, damn, we rebel, hah