[Verse 1] I might just fuck on yo girl cause I'm bored Feel like I'm Sora, the key is my sword Know there's some cobras around me I'm mowin em out of the lawn, yeah I'm rippin the cord I got the vodka to pour My uncle look like a Nord Told Mama I'd die like a lord So no one that's ever named Lida was poor My favorite bitch don't like it soft Sayin "just use me, ignore every stop" '17 started moving shit up north To suits who need they Belfort import, of course Sippin I get in the wickedest mood Out doin ignorant shit with my crew Ya bitch out here with me, she givin me cranium Slow, while I'm burnin this yellow uranium I was rollin them bowls of that Walter White Came from the bottom can't talk to mice I ain't gon sip on no blood at they altar I'm smokin a blunt while I own as Gibraltar They know that's some Colorado in my grinder If she got the ass I'ma hit from behind her Legally blind, gotta get me a driver Three cases of Miller, that's all in my rider I like em covered in scars and ink I ain't got no moments to pause and think No I got alot on my back And I gotta try not to walk into traps 47 but the finish pink Still in my jammies ain't got no mink While they be sleepin we conquered the throne Wouldn't scared of corona, couldn't lock us at home [Break] Yeah You know it's Nine-Three shit Everywhere we go Saturn shit, they know it's all that We roll deep like motherfuckin army We roll deep like a well We roll deep like you gotta go and go get Lassie, get the girl out the well I don't give a fuck Yuh [Verse 2] Yuh Yuh Unh Off of three hits I'm beyond lit I might just gaze at the sun like I'm So I'm all off in some bitch I don't know I'ma hit it then play like I don't even pick up my phone Leaves I been baggin was purple in April When I get the bag up the drip'll be naval If mama had known in them days of prenatal That I'd be a demon that shit'd have been fatal Let em go start it, we finish shit Sammy Guevara, I flip it quick Metal on me like I'm Alphonse Still questioning who I can count on Do what I gotta to end up rich Never been shit to forget no bitch Stumblin drunk with Mason I ain't the one to compare with you Mavens Worked for this shit so nobody ain't takin it Pussy like cake I'ma bury my face in it King of my city, it's almost that season That boy be a vegan, he don't want the beef in Tag with the beam and they freezin Dragon be all that I breathe in Go head and give me a reason To take a new mugshot, steady cheesin
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