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she trippin off a head high, tryin not to look while i eat it like a french fry
chillin out in bedstuy, nothin on my schedule

you ain’t play the game long, you ain’t on my level (ah)

i’ma ball long as i’m around, pun pun pass
punchlines, i’ma good sport
and i don’t mean to press like its full court, baby i’ma just tryna see your dress on the wood floor

i just got em done. thinking that i’m serious but i’m just having fun
you might be delirious, you thinking i’m the one
i be thinking bout your tongue, you be tryna have a son with me

151 out the cup sipping, baby rollin blunts swisher sweets for the $1.50
album ain’t done, but i’m thuggin like i’m cent 50 [50 cent]. papi where’s the dub? what he do that?
that n+gga sent 50
hit the club through the back, you n+ggas spend $50

and i don’t mean to come off rude, but you are what you eat and your boy munch stars for a living
what you know about the bars that i’m giving out?

hook
(unh) i’ma hop out first
we don’t gotta think it over we just hit it up later
(unh) i’ma track this verse
why you think a n+gga writing i’m obsession over paper

ain’t sh+t else to do
kick back, relax, let the good times play out

let em play out
i let em, let em

verse 2

you know i’m nice with the words, flow tight, no mic, polite with the verbs
cookin up, got the apr+n on backwards
sauce just a prop, goin at em like an actor
something you ain’t factored

students to the master, training in the pastures
doin double backflips. (let em know)

i’ma put an ending to your chapter, why you gotta bring about disaster?
i’m after it, i’m overspent, could swear we been over this. i’m more than lit
torched showing no remorse, of course i’m sliding
baby why you think you not the horse i’m riding?

send a text, giddy up, now your boys excited
dipping fast as lighting, homies sayin “where’d he go?” they see me riding out (unh)
ook
(unh) i’ma hop out first
we don’t gotta think it over we just hit it up later

(unh) i’ma track this verse
why you think a n+gga writing i’m obsession over paper

ain’t sh+t else to do
kick back, relax, let the good times play out

let em play out
i let em, let em

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