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2gaudy - acrobat lyrics

[intro]
ayy, tjay, you made this?

[chorus]
i wanna live lavish
count up the cabbage, feel like a savage
i can never be average, b+tch, i’m a maverick
knew since i was sixteen that i had to have it
now an acrobat with the money, made it do backflips
but before, your boy was a dummy, now he be mad rich
still, addicted to green, i’m talking the cabbage
now they see me, tryna demean, boy, you a dumb b+tch
now i’m married to the money, my car says, “just hitched,”
now they trying to blow my phone right now
what the f+ck bro? please stop trying to jack my style
i can make you lights out
i can pipe his b+tch down
i could lift her over my head, she getting benched now
[verse]
i spit this sh+t off of the dome, straight to your home, all chrome
gas got me moving slow, like i’m missing some chromosomes
but i can’t overdose, so i’m rolling a couple more
premium pack, not that sh+t outside the corner store
it’s all in your head, you can get this bread, for sure
look within yourself, you can learn something you don’t know
sometimes i feel so low when i’m moving solo
still, i got her bouncing on my d+ck, just like a pogo, for real

[bridge]
and they gon’ spread hate, on god, that’s real
motherf+ckers gon’ project, i don’t know what’s their deal
but they ain’t got a deal, so it’s f+ck how they feel
they the same f+ckers running up the phone [?]

- 2gaudy lyrics

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