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This young boy from Texas so excuse my grammar
 Big booty my standards, D'USSE and Fanta
 If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera
 Check my fellas, we all flock the same
 We birds of the same feather
 We together, this forever, switchin' bezels, every level
 Me and Cinco push that two-door coupe
 Ain't none of this shit rented
 Servin' vicious, fuck your favorite rapper
 Hope he get offended
 I was trippin' off that hoe before, but promise I ain't trippin'
 I was trippin' off them Ksubi jeans, but now my closet drippin'
 Designer, got a bag and I couldn't be prouder (nah)
 Drop a song and your status went nada (nah)
 In the booth if I'm tryna get proper (yeah)
 I was a schoolboy just tryna get collard greens
 Homie outside with Alicia Keys
 I make money from mics, they make money from fiends (yeah)
 Root of all evil, what got me them tickets at Regal
 So fuck what's illegal
 I'm different, I really ain't get a handout
 I know half of these rappers were gimmicks (on gang)
 I write my own lyrics, I bought my own pen
 All them O's buy my songs, screamin' "Fuck your opinion"
 No need for a nigga to say that I'm winnin'
 It's fuck everybody, the way I been feelin'
 I got me a bitch and my bitch got a bitch (on God, on God)
 So they down for a threesome, nigga (on God)
 This young boy from Texas so excuse my grammar
 Big booty my standards, D'USSE and Fanta
 If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera
 Check my fellas, we all flock the same (yeah, look, look, look, look, look)
 We birds of the same feather (see, I)
 We together, this forever, switchin' bezels, every level (look)
 Just a lil' nigga from the six with a motherfuckin' chip on my shoulder
 Check a nigga chain, go and get this shit over
 Chevy or the Benz, he'll probably'll get the Rover
 But, then again, all three what he get for a show
 But he never sober, probably gon' need a chauffeur
 'Cause he ain't underground no more, niggas was gophers
 Long behold them hoes say now they know you
 North-pole, South-pole, bitches bipolar
 Pour four, Ye told me drive slowly
 24 plus more, my drive Kobe
 Give and go, the flow is my homie
 One of a kind, you not Obi-Wan Kenobi
 Many have tried and failed, parking lot full of shells
 When hammers are flyin', wear a disguise, you not Loki
 No Avenger friends, we not homies
 Wanna live too fast? You die slowly
 Really, you jokin', I don't know what these niggas smokin'
 That shit potent if you thinkin' I ain't (the dopest)
 The whip ghostin', if it go, shit, the hip osin'
 Twin clips, lil' nigga, you could get both of 'em
 Rap game take over, I'm JID Hova
 Gettin' dirt off of my shoulder, I'm gettin' older
 Way out in Budapest, from the Crest Boulder
 I'll be there if you lookin' over your left shoulder
 They be there if I need a nigga to step on you
 Gs movin' in silence, niggas' deaf toned
 Tone deaf, my songs is bein' slept on
 Fast forward, I'm on, bumpin' in headphones
 Shawty wanna take off her thong, jump in the bed
 I don't know her but I'm thinkin', "Oh well, give me your cell phone"
 Cellulite on her ass, titties was silicone
 In the land of Atlanta, I love bein' home
 I wanna seat on the throne, I ain't gon' leave it alone
 'Fore all the people is speakin', nah, let's even the score
 Knock on the door, it's a shotgun, you peepin' a hole
 Niggas'll sleep on the floor, I used to sleep on the floor
 I'm undefeated, you want a feature, I'm eatin' your soul
 My sister a killer, she be shootin' out a Kia Soul
 Wanna get the kid, that probably cost a couple kilos
 Me and Mike rob before your dimes, like deebo
 This young boy from Texas so excuse my grammar
 Big booty my standards, D'USSE and Fanta
 If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera
 Check my fellas, we all flock the same
 We birds of the same feather
 We together, this forever, switchin' bezels, every level
 (Level, level, level, level, level)