McLovin

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 Pasto Flocco, yeah
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 Yeah, I don't even wanna collab
 I asked that nigga "Please, brodie, can I get my flow back"
 Fuck you, fuck you, nigga, ho that
 This is not no Cardi B, Yellow, ain't no Bodak
 Real niggas never say they real, they some chill niggas
 Yeah, I got some family members, they don't even care, they kill niggas
 Real niggas, they don't even say nothin', they some chill niggas
 Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah
 Yeah, I'm feelin' like I'm Trevor from this GTA
 Yeah, that nigga, he ain't starve with me, so he don't eat today
 Yeah, I'm walkin' in the mall, now I'm doin' meet and greet's today
 I ain't even hit a remix, me and Tecca, we made treesh today
 She swipe like a Visa, on the block like Trevor Ariza
 I don't want her that shawty a treesha
 Shawty she lucky, I don't wanna grease her
 By the way I'm spittin' these facts in my songs, they call me like "Pasto the preacher"
 These niggas, they stealin' my flows, they copyin' me like I am a teacher
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 Stephen Curry, I'm shootin' the shot
 Dope, he cooked up the pot
 Sauce, you know that I got it on lock
 The way you can tell, just look at my eyes
 And she off a Xan and I'm off the lean, yeah, I cannot respond
 And the sauce that I got, all these niggas can't copy, yeah, it's too hard to find
 Yeah, I was a born finesser, Pasto, I am a flexer
 I am a fuckin' finesser, I got a bitch named Vanessa
 Hop in a Tesla, yeah, you know we all flex up
 If that nigga want static, I don't wanna fight, nigga, I'm not a wrestler
 My niggas all comin', you know we not runnin', you know that the shots get to bussin'
 I get to the green, you know that she love me, she callin' me Pasto McLovin
 I stay in her dreams, she think about me, she has the Cartier gleam
 She said "I don't suck dick and I am a virgin," bitch, I know you a treesh
 I ain't always had shit and you know I got it
 It's no cappin' and they see I've got it
 I'm like why you do it? Why you started rappin'?
 Yeah, you know Pasto, yeah, that nigga daddy
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