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devin cheff - aww shit lyrics

[intro]
uh, yeah yeah
stats lookin’ like wilt in ’62, uh, yo

[verse 1]
never waste my energy on groupies (never!)
especially when the lambo coupe only comes with two seats (two+seater!)
always on some braggadocio sh+t, yeah this the new me
posted in the cut with ro, b+tches yell out myron like he uzi
tell a hoe that we can touch down like drew brees
f+ck the cancel culture, getting canceled?
you don’t like what i say? thеn sue me
haters acting likе they knew me
’cause the whole team profit, hit the bank like we hooping (swish!)
you think you hot sh+t? nah, who the f+ck you fooling?
you step and ima have to turn to colonel sanders
hit ’em with the two+piece (soop, soop!) uh
and like always, business is booming
so many shoe boxes in my whip, you would think that i’m moving
and all the backstabbers who be betting on me losing
be the same motherf+ckers that hit me like “what it do, king?” uh
(m+th+f+ckaz!)
ride around in a busted up hooptie
crash into your crib and leave a note signed by yours truly, uh

[hook 1]
i’m in my zone, i’m feeling right at home
you stressing over hoes, i’m focused on the dough, uh
you know it’s poppin’ if it comes from us, ayo
roll it up i’m chiefin’ ’til the sun come up, uh
y’all best know just who the boss is
step up to the ring they be like aww sh+t
y’all best know just who the boss is
step up to the ring they be like aww sh+t
[verse 2]
boto bangaz ’til my death, my crew my gang gang
y’all expecting good results yet you do the same things
shawty ride with you to get to me, so who to blame, mayn?
yeah she only comes around to get this utu bang bang, uh
we getting rowdy, i’m a local kine haole
tryna put in work to hook all the islands in like maui
beat ya ass like ronda rousey
pack a blunt with maui wowey
got this room looking cloudy
fit looking clean, no downy
you got some nerve to think if you run your mouth i won’t be mad
best believe the homies ain’t gon hold me back
it took one look, and i could tell that you a phony man
told ya fam they should start streaming
’cause they your “only fans”
get bread like a baker, man
i’m storming through your village
there’s no hope for you to save your clan
yo we in this thang, yo crew split like raider klan
smoking on celtics green
you sticking with the reggie like a pacers fan

[hook 2]
i’m in my zone, i’m feeling right at home
you stressing over hoes, i’m focused on the dough, uh
you know it’s poppin’ if it comes from us, ayo
roll it up i’m chiefin’ ’til the sun come up, uh
y’all best know just who the boss is
step up to the ring they be like aww sh+t
y’all best know just who the boss is
step up to the ring they be like aww sh+t

- devin cheff lyrics

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