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[intro: yvngkansai]
grrah
(where the f-ck is you at victor?) fah, fah

[chorus: yvngkansai]
uh (gang), lately been moving real different (okay)
i had to cut that n-gga off, he steady doing that b-tchin’
n-ggas out bad, he slimed for a b-tch
n-ggas real fake, they stealing your sh-t
stand down if you ain’t down for the l!ck
and the xds, its got the extended clips (what did i say?)
feel like helen keller, i can’t see sh-t
remember when n-ggas said i wouldn’t be sh-t?
n-gga like talk down, but he’s broke as a b-tch in a crib and he ain’t getting no money
n-gga it’s funny
i put him up in this sh-t and he cappin’ out for a b-tch, n-gga you dummy
it’s sad that he switched, n-gga a hoe when he doin’ that weird sh-t, n-gga you dummy
uh-huh, okay
[verse 1: yvngkansai]
n-gga i slide with that- “uh, okay”
n-gga, you know, that’s not your bae? (wha?)
n-gga you sick, you need to lay down (gang)
p-ssy n-gga actin’ fake, clown (gang)
p-ssy flexin’ all that bape, wow
n-gga you need to stop with that weird sh-t, uh (yup)
like helen keller, i can’t hear sh-t, aye
okay, okay, i got a drac and i aim it at your face
and i had to stop scamming cause i might catch a case
and the white hoes love me, they called me based, aye
finding that n-gga, you getting chased
stick on my body, b-tch on the waist
you talking bread, get the f-ck out of my face
i’m a real fed b-tch i’ll run in yo’ place (where the f-ck is you at victor?)

[verse 2: idkfatal & yvngkansai]
i got an inch on my stick, put ’em on the [?], say “fah, fah”
i’m milking my music or cha ta
they pay me to do it so, why not?
hop on my computer
my teacher, i mute her
i just made a banger
the zoom class thinking that i’m gangster
told ’em all, “glizzy, hot dog”, hah, i’m such a prankster
old b-tch say i look better [?] so i said, “f-ck it, hit the gym”
little did i know, her main man is [?] with face tats so, why the f-ck would i try to be him? (on god!)
pop him like an [?]
feeling bread from the zinny, zin, zin, zin
i’m the one [?] chinny, chin, chin, chin
b-tch, and i took your hoe skinny dipping
i [?] what i’m sipping
you’re girl american, she spilling all the tea and it slipped in
she said, “see scotty-” uh, then i’m pippen
walk with a limp, bust it down for the children
keep it pg on the tv
then add settle on, don’t humor, they wonder what the h-ll happened like stevie
pull up with drake, at her place like kiki do you love me?
tell the truth or sh-t gets ugly in the booth
i’m in his head like ratatouille
i hit his girl up to shoot a movie
told her just to arrive in a two piece
and i’m drippin’ her in prada, gucci
both her titties float in my jacuzzi
all the tunes you’re making are looney
and you ain’t getting no coochie, p-ssy (grrah, fah, fah)
[chorus: yvngkansai]
uh (gang), lately been moving real different (okay)
i had to cut that n-gga off, he steady doing that b-tchin’
n-ggas out bad, he slimed for a b-tch
n-ggas real fake, they stealing your sh-t
stand down if you ain’t down for the l!ck
and the xds, its got the extended clips (what did i say?)
feel like helen keller, i can’t see sh-t
remember when n-ggas said i wouldn’t be sh-t?
n-gga like talk down, but he’s broke as a b-tch in a crib and he ain’t getting no money
n-gga it’s funny
i put him up in this sh-t and he cappin’ out for a b-tch, n-gga you dummy
it’s sad that he switched, n-gga a hoe when he doin’ that weird sh-t, n-gga you dummy
uh-huh, okay

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