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[intro]
you don’t gotta turn up, i’ma just say that
uh
turn it up in the headphones, lean

[chorus]
ooh, ah
huh, i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas but love 2, though (huh)
if i sip another line, i’ma take a trip to pluto
my brother got them dogs, but i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no blue notes
i’m on tour runnin’ through hoes
my lil’ cali b-tch tryna be the only one, i don’t do those
get off the plane, grab that bag, we got new ‘bows
i got black, i got white, i got a mexican b-tch that eat churros

[verse]
brodie probably wanna rob me just ’cause he ain’t gettin’ no pape’
love 2, though, that’s the reason i be stayin’ out the way
ain’t got sh-t for these n-ggas, ain’t no eatin’ off my plate
i don’t trust n-ggas, i can spot a snakе a mile away
don’t wanna see my brother crash ’cause i lovе him, huh
been in twelve states, i just hit a dozen (huh)
everywhere i go, it’s like my name buzzin’
i got chicken like i’m raising cane’s cousin, huh
i’m the type n-gga dump a hundred ‘bows in a week
you ever tried to put five hundred of ’em in a jeep?
10k, just gave chicken another chain, it was free
he been puttin’ in that grind, you know it come with no sleep
it’s some n-ggas hatin’, but i’m proud of my n-ggas
tell duck every day, this sh-t finna get bigger
try that backdoor, we gon’ burn his ass like a swisher
n-ggas different off them drugs, might as well drink liquor
boy, i only drink trish’
don’t do no hatin’ on me, i put on for 76
rest in peace bd, rest in peace ad
in the plaza, i’m with quan, n-gga, rest in peace d-ck
king just dropped an ap with the rubber band on it
let this migo join my loudest books, had her step on it
you don’t want me to hit your b-tch, n-gga, put a clamp on her
i heard they don’t like a plier ‘fore i hit her then vamp on her
[chorus]
ooh, ah
huh, i can’t f-ck with these n-ggas but love 2, though (huh)
if i sip another line, i’ma take a trip to pluto
my brother got them dogs, but i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no blue notes
i’m on tour runnin’ through hoes
my lil’ cali b-tch tryna be the only one (i don’t do those)
get off the plane, grab that bag, we got new ‘bows
i got black, i got white, i got a mexican b-tch that eat churros

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