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[intro]
thanks, red

[chorus: knighty]
h+lla b+tches in the whip, they be all up on my d+ck
we gon’ pull up with the stick, all you hearing is the cl!ck
finna slide up on yo’ chick, yeah, i know that she a ho
so i hit it from the back, hit it once, and then i go
rose gold on the chain, gettin’ high up like a plane
c+ck it back, then i aim, now i’m blowin’ out your brain
now i’m sayin’ “what a shame,” i ain’t talkin’ ’bout ciscaux
makin’ money on the ‘net, and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout crypto

[verse: x$oul]
yeah, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout crypto, but i be posted getting racks
hit yo’ shawty in the beamer, and she wanna take my stacks
so, i told that b+tch “no,” and she asked me, “what’s next?”
kicked the ho out of the car, and wеnt to buy a private jet
when i wakе up in the morning, i be feelin’ so up
grab my choppa with attachments if you actin’ like a bum
you don’t get no f+cking action, got no game, you f+ckin’ suck
and i’m just scared a f+cking b+tch gon’ tell me i’ve a f+cking son
ayy, i’m stuck up in the mall because i cop all that i want
and my ex all on my line, i might reply, she tryna f+ck
she like it dirty, snort some powder, and we do a lil’ some’
the room ain’t soundproof, neighbors mad, they call the cops, i’m f+cking gone
this sh+t so wavy, getting dizzy, it ain’t rainin’, we get drippy
goin’ quick, it’s way too fast, take off her fit, she shakin’ ass
inside the venue, crowd is hype, my girl is nude, i’ll spend the night
collecting ws like it’s nothing, unmatched, you blow like a trumpet
ayy, it’s time to slow down and take a look at the time
i ain’t talkin’ pokémon, my watch is shiny, got me blind
my bro and i k!llin’ this beat like we involved in f+ckin’ crime
countin’ money by the hunnids, split it up ’cause he my slime
ain’t talkin’ axa nor young thug, i see you down inside the mud
care for my fam, it’s always love, we shoot you once, prepare for blood
girls on my lap smokin’ that bud, they always callin’ me a stud
i ain’t gon’ cap, we never lack, we walk strapped up inside the club
[chorus: knighty]
h+lla b+tches in the whip, they be all up on my d+ck
we gon’ pull up with the stick, all you hearing is the cl!ck
finna slide up on yo’ chick, yeah, i know that she a ho
so i hit it from the back, hit it once, and then i go
rose gold on the chain, gettin’ high up like a plane
c+ck it back, then i aim, now i’m blowin’ out your brain
now i’m sayin’ “what a shame,” i ain’t talkin’ ’bout ciscaux
makin’ money on the ‘net, and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout crypto

[outro]
thanks, red



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