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hotboyteck - ebay lyrics

[intro]
whoa
flow on the beat n+gga
what you know about that?
nothin’

[chorus]
gettin’ that cake blow it out on my b+day
d+mn, drinking and driving i’m slumped on the freeway
trap house jumpin’, sh+t like ebay
d+mn, fly that hoe back make that b+tch get rebate
d+mn, tryna get up with the fam
panhandle white sand
no we do not give a d+mn
still be goin when i land
still be high up when i land
i be in afghanistan
d+mn, how we roll up that gram?

[verse]
yeah, yeah we smoking afghan
yo b+tch she a fan, d+mn
i be chilling with van
comrade villain that’s my man, d+mn
whole fort goin’ ham
dunk like nba jam
tryna hit up emerald grande
pull up with fee and we crashin’ the lambo
shoot for the stars let’s see how far he can go
paint on her facе now she callin’ me van gogh
switch up my style thеy keep stealin’ my d+mn flow
big play in nola like drew brees
b+tch just do as you please
i don’t even want to have to say please
i don’t even care if you walking out
i don’t care if you leave
i don’t even care i got 10 hoes
young red b+tch with new weave
walk around the fort on my ten toes
i don’t even know who to believe
[chorus]
gettin’ that cake blow it out on my b+day
d+mn, drinking and driving i’m slumped on the freeway
trap house jumpin’, sh+t like ebay
d+mn, fly that hoe back make that b+tch get rebate
d+mn, tryna get up with the fam
panhandle white sand
no we do not give a d+mn
still be goin when i land
still be high up when i land
i be in afghanistan
d+mn, how we roll up that gram?

[verse]
yeah we smoking that pack
hit that lil’ bih from the back
and no i don’t fight over cat
i never been about that
and these p+ssy n+ggas they rats
they ain’t been up out the trap
i been way across the map
and every n+gga i’m with in nola n+gga they strapped
20 n+ggas got my back so they’ll splat+splat+splat+splat
but you know they blood so n+gga blat+blat+blat+blat
ain’t no squashing beef n+gga no cap cap cap cap
bad b+tch i’m f+ckin on her and i clap clap clap clap
woah, n+gga this sh+t’ll get serious
i just mixed up my cup and now i’m so delirious
man that b+tch so bad i heard she fast and furious
man her friend so bad i bet they both bi+curious
[chorus]
gettin’ that cake blow it out on my b+day
d+mn, drinking and driving i’m slumped on the freeway
trap house jumpin’, sh+t like ebay
d+mn, fly that hoe back make that b+tch get rebate
d+mn, tryna get up with the fam
panhandle white sand
no we do not give a d+mn
still be goin when i land
still be high up when i land
i be in afghanistan
d+mn, how we roll up that gram?

[outro]
yeah, yeah we smoking afghan
yo b+tch she a fan, d+mn
i be chilling with van
comrade villain that’s my man, d+mn
whole fort goin’ ham
dunk like nba jam
no we do not give a d+mn
huh?
yeah

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