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dwhb - no exaggeration lyrics

[verse 1: travis]
people building me an effigy
right in the middle of yosemite
best art in all the century
it’s huge and dope and in the way, it captures me authentically
the legacy is undenied, the craft has got the pedigree
i’m feeling like a millionaire and living in indemnity
success in excess can mess you up incessantly
impressively, that ain’t the case with me, i’m down in sicily
i’m sailing, lounging, swimming, cooking, not a thing is stressing me
cause everything i do, i do it big and loud, expensively
squeezing the juices out, the oranges heavenly
the ladies are all around, singing their melodies
adding their sweet touch, they’ve got the recipe
maladies are fallacies, they’ve got the remedy
and if you think about addressing me
just turn your -ss around and second-guess you and your peasantry

[chorus]
forty million thousand hundred fifty dollars in the bank
that’s no exaggeration, homie, we write checks and leave them blank
our house is made of gold, our pool is overflowing off a cliff
and we don’t spout no bullsh-t, homie, go ahead and take a whiff
forty million thousand hundred fifty dollars in my hand
that’s no exaggeration, homie, stretching out these rubberbands
buy everything that’s off the menu all at once and leave a tip
and we don’t spout no bullsh-t, homie, go ahead and take a whiff

[verse 2: andrew]
block monopoly, smarter than old socrates
yeah, you know the motto: gotta dot your i’s and cross your t’s
dreaming a dream, i’m scheming to stack a block of cheese
so money money, i think i’m turning guapanese
now lookie here, i ain’t trying to stay stunting on you
try as i might, i can’t not have something on you
you set the lowest of all bars, that’s bar none
i’d say some good things, but d-mn, bruh, there are none
and as for me, there’s just too much to cover now
i put a fusion reactor on my hoverround
i live inside of chocolatey-covered submarine
me and obama throw pretzels into each other’s mouths
my money bring any sith back from the dark side
my money pay for a new season of smart guy
no bullsh-t, only truths, yeah?
don’t believe me? what are you even doing here?

[chorus]

- dwhb lyrics

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