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[intro]
the virtualworld

[chorus]
shut the f+ck up, you ain’t ’bout none (you ain’t ’bout none)
he think he hard ’til we at his house, we finna have fun (let’s go)
they talkin’ ’bout us on the ‘gram, they ain’t even tag none (they ain’t even tag none)
they wanna be us so d+mn bad, i think they a fan huh (let’s go)
they finna switch up real quick, they want smoke with us, it’s lit (haha)
i put rick up on my b+tch, you get kicked out your crib
i spend racks on my clothes, i got shooters they on go (go)
do you really want smoke? just d.m me, let me know (let’s go)
[verse]
countin’ up my dough, i got b+tches at my door (yеah)
b+tch i’m punchin’ in right now, don’t interrupt me in my zone (my zonе)
we in the h+llcat right now, she said that this her favorite song (yeah, yeah)
hop in the m3, go full speed, say you’ll smoke me, you wrong (you wrong)
i been passin’ you, that’s what the swagger do, no you ain’t built like me (nah)
hop in the coupe and i race that sh+t on god, i know they envy me
i count a rack up when i go to bed, i ride with my gang and you ride with the feds
gave them a warning don’t say what you said, she in my d.m, she want me in bed (oh)
b+tch i’m self+made, since the first day (let’s go)
i don’t got time to play now, ’cause b+tch i’m on stage (yeah)
i really passed all of my op’s, did them the worst way (i know them yeah)
i heard him say that there’s a problem, get to it first thing

[bridge]
let’s go
get to it first thing (yeah, uh+huh)
get to it first thing (yeah)
get to it first thing (let’s go)
get to it first thing

[chorus]
shut the f+ck up, you ain’t ’bout none (you ain’t ’bout none)
he think he hard ’til we at his house, we finna have fun (let’s go)
they talkin’ ’bout us on the ‘gram, they ain’t even tag none (they ain’t even tag none)
they wanna be us so d+mn bad (this is a virtualworld exclusive), i think they a fan huh (let’s go)
they finna switch up real quick, they want smoke with us, it’s lit (haha)
i put rick up on my b+tch, you get kicked out your crib
i spend racks on my clothes, i got shooters they on go (go)
do you really want smoke? just d.m me, let me know (let’s go)



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