Bad Boys

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I don't got her number
 I don't got her number
 Up and disappear like a post on Tumblr
 Up and disappear like Samantha Mumba
 Up and disappear like gas in a Hummer
 I don't got her number
 I don't got her number
 Tongue got me stuck
 Call it Dumb and Dumber
 Never gave no fuck
 Starin' like a cuck
 Gang in this bitch
 Like wolfgang puck
 Niggas moving snow like SSX Tricky
 I don't fuck with rats, so I don't watch Disney
 Steady talking shit, that's how you come up missin'
 We the bad boys, like Detroit Pistons
 Brand new Benz that bitch go
 "Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, peow"
 Your bitch thinks that I'm so cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cute
 Push back on it like a cuticle, cuticle
 Disappear like where my roof at
 The roof at (Skrrt)
 Surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal
 Surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal
 Ay, ay
 Once upon a time it wasn't long ago
 I know that you heard these stories all before
 We just did a jugg, ayy, what you call a show
 I sleep in a high tower like Steve Harvey show
 She drop a jaw like we rob Deebo, uh
 That's on mamas like I'm a Migo (Mama!)
 I don't need no rapper plug, no co (Signer)
 They was jumping off the porch, coyote roadrunner
 Back again Fabo, D-4L, ay what's happening
 Adamant, I die for this shit, Colin Kaepernick
 Book smart, where that heart, she still act like a ratchet chick
 Rapper shit, knew I had a hit, so what's the etiquette
 Yuh, y'all know I'm me, I'm a star, I don't drop beans
 Huh, I'm the best alive, no ain't Carter III
 Uh, From Chicago though, still tote Carhartt fleece
 Disappear, long live to the dead, ayy, R.I.P
 Brand new Benz that bitch go
 "Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, peow"
 Your bitch thinks that I'm so cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cute
 Push back on it like a cuticle, cuticle
 Disappear like where my roof at
 The roof at (skkrrt)
 Surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal
 Surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal
 Gritty young and tender like my chicken, sauce like teriyaki
 Wake up with a vixen, reindeer, I slay tsunami (Slayer)
 Bravo to my boy, long live that nigga Johnny (Player)
 Smelly pipe be yelly, yeah, you know I keep it on me
 290 I was on it, O'Hare to LAX
 Shawty kinda polar, bi be the sex
 And her system feeling solar, that full moon effect
 Late night talking, you know bold be the texts
 Keep it risky publicly and private kissy
 Freak on like Missy, she just trying to get my goo
 Safety off, raw form when I shoot
 You can hate me now, not when I see you in a shiny suit
 Headwrap, big yak with your favorite one
 Henny and a pack, since a nigga had the flavor buns
 Big dog on campus, beijing major what I majored in
 Long range on the sixteen, call me pager then
 Brand new Benz that bitch go
 "Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, peow"
 Your bitch thinks that I'm so cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cu-cute
 Push back on it like a cuticle, cuticle
 Disappear like where my roof at
 The roof at (Skkrrt)
 Surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal
 Surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal, surreal
 

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84 BPM

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