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Everyday I’m only doing me
Blowing up, I’m leaving the debris
Damn, I’ve streamed over a milli songs
That’s a decent start, I might be wrong
I was lying, no my degree
Drinking on some herbal boba tea
Working Japanese, I’m like, namaste
Asking me to leave? Nah, I’ma stay
Cardi B, you doing well, and I’m proud of you
But I’m dancing as I make money moves
Got a lot of dollar bills, like, you know I funnel through
Thousand dollars in a day, bitch, you know I party, too
'Cause I’m, upside down, check it, i’m a beer keg
Take a picture, send it as a jpeg
I put it hard, but I work harder
Like flint and steel, I’m a fire starter
These boys are fricking with the bootleg
Drained too much, brand like a Friday
Got a lot of friends in the club, Dirty Dancing
Why the fuck didn’t we kill Charles Manson?
Livin underground like, spin it like a nunchuk, parkour, hit 'em with the
backpack
Everybody off struck
I’m hustlin, while you a lame duck
I’m wild out, I’m bombay
Everything I do, I put on display
Spend a lot of money like a pay day
Fuck you, if you nay say, uh
Last time was hella bit
Living in my element
Ask if I was drunk
Hell yeah, belligerent
Not acting a single bit diligent
Plead the fifth, cuz bitch you ain’t innocent
My music’s a stimulant
I’m dangerous, stay vigilant
My life’s a little ambivalent
Yet, more sane than the motherfucking president
Like Paula Deen, making that dough
Cooking it into some loaves
I want a house on the cove, and own a boat
Flashin' some gold in my throat
Surround that shit with a moat
Blink from the words that I wrote
Got haters' blood on my coat
High and low, flame antidote (straight up)
Island remote
Fuck with me, bet you won’t
Eating all this food, but you know that shit wholesome
Bank account is doing well, so I pay the whole sum
This a lot of Franklins, might let you hold some
Yeah, I’m killing the beat, RED RUM
Speed life up a bit, slow it down a bit
First I’m angry, then I’m over it
Feeling one way, then the opposite
Tryna figure out what I really want
I’m on a roll, ringing like a Samsung
I’m on a roll, burning like a buzzsaw
I’m gonna run, yeah, my shit awesome
Onomatopoeia, I bang, I bang
With a beer bong with a bad bitch in a pink thong
Wearing nylon, got me cranked
I got a theme song, play it nightlong
Now I’m balling like a love brawl
Passed out like a baton
This verse is a run-on
I’m the man that can move on
Smash Bros., you be dueling
Yo girl, I’m pursuing
This shit is amusing
I do things drastically
Always talk sarcastically
Asking me if I’m reaching my dreams?
Practically
Sederwall up in the club
Getting loud and sipping blub
Not giving a single fuck
Yeah, I’m here to turn it up
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