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Cash a Groupon and I'll smash it 'til dawn
 she probably thinks I'm a moron, ay
 Rip a girl's thong but I put it back on 'cause it smell like prawn with aurums
 Whipping in a brick, ain't really moving shit, the wheels on me straight, ay ay ay ay
 Tripping so hard my grades just dropped
 out here just giving no fucks, uh
 Boujee ass bit with a brand new wrist, god damn that bit be a thick one, ayy
 Brand new whip, with a brand new fit, and a brand new clip in my stick, yeah
 Wrist be a kilo, got it on the down low, fuck you up easy it's a free throw, yeah
 Hundred gram blunt, yeah 'course I gotta stunt, yeah, over here flexing with ya mom, what
 Whipping so fast, like baby slow down, nah boy, you stunt like a clown, yeah
 Skrting all around, 'cause I got a quarter pound, yeah, free shit for my whole town, yeah
 Fourty on my set, with the big names met, like fuck that, sipping on tech, yeah
 Turnt ass set, where I broke my back, yeah, gotta stay hard on trap, yeah
 Pop a Tic-Tac, yeah fuck your crack, yeah 'cause I'm puffin on green, yeah
 Ain't that mean, got a brand new team, and I'm vaped up to my jeans, yeah
 Five times ten is ten times five, gosh darn, I'm good at math
 Candid bars, with a xannie bar, oh lord, I spit the truth, bitch
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 Mama told me ball 'til you're Kobe, man I love pirogies
 Dripping in gold, yeah dripping so much, yeah whoops I made a pool, bitch
 Grind 'til I die, yeah I'm really so fly, I'm out here looking like a plane, yeah
 Shop for the ice, I'm blind like mice, yeah, 'cause she thinking I'm hot, yeah
 Scrapping the pot, whipping the brick, mama told me not to go hit a lick
 Grind everyday, cop me on rollie, saucing on you like I'm Alfredo Penne
 Man it's so lit, drank all of it, soon as the bill comes I gotta go ditch
 Flex with my wrist, check on the time, dunno if I got the time for a dime, bitch
 Skrtting so fast, don't got much cash, fuck up the gold, yeah I'm into the bras
 Broke out the cast, got you on blast, your girl's in my bed and she's showing the ass
 Flooring the gas, passing the gas, Newton said that I am more than the mass
 Skipping the class, chasing the grass, let me get my paper, need to relax
 Copping the dons, rocking the toms, 'course I'm so high, I just hit up a bong
 Wonning the tons, magic like Johns, spun out the game like it's wheel of fortune
 P to the Kan, Jovi to Bon, my dick the same size as a BBC dong
 Calling my mom with lean in my scone, had to tell her that I'm trapping so strong