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Don't be thinking too much
Drop the woopty said don't wait up
I'm always taking too much
Four to six and I'm way way up
That red and yellow my cup
Double C's drink coconut
That tropical for my mud
Muddy muddy I'm slurring
Big body I'm merging
Throwback and I'm swerving
18 I was serving
Lean lean don't drink bourbon
Brand new bag and it's Birken
Caught a vibe and it's working
Caught a vibe and she twerking
Merk the pussy that's certain
Close casket that's curtains
Shot him up now he burpin'
Perkied up and I'm lurching
Spotlights cause they searching
Word on road is the boy done told
Got toe tagged for those loose lips
Gon sink ships got gold links lil silver too
Smoke clouds when we fill the room

This a lifestyle and she know it
She know it
Throw it back out when we roarin'
All foreign
Foreign whips foreign chains
I'm estranged
From that bullshit that you claim
Ain't the same
Ain't no way
You can't see us
Cameras out when we in town
BNB look like museums
Put burn holes all in the couch
Ain't no way
You can't see us
Cameras out when we in town
BNB look like museums
Put burn holes all in the couch

South side Trilly move around with a mood swing
Nose picked up, can't stop when I'm cruising
Feeling like Barry for the Bonds I'm juicing
Back in the stu, yes, that's my boo thing
Lost all hope for the the last resort
So I'm chilling at the palms in a big old Fort
With a big old bitch that you can't afford
In a suit you'd prolly only wear to court
Tryna catch a tan in my Dapper Dan
Dancing demons gon ask again
If I want a drink n' I always am
Bars locked up like Azkaban
Poison my body for years that's treason
Back for the bag that's cash I'm freezing
Saw my self in the mirror I'm cheesing
Haven't died yet, but my ego's grieving
Still got a god complex
This mortal flesh
It's got me vexed
I seen my best
It ain't like you
What am I to do
Aint cut the same
Aint that shit the true
Hype train hit and it turned me ganky
Chipping rocks in a tiny baggy
On the web, n' I doubt they drag me
Main event this three man tag team
Off the ropes, n' I'm fly like gold dust
Only one bitch in my phone that I'm gon trust
Feel like Jay when they came for the coke crush
Drip with the shit turn the snow into cold slush

This a lifestyle and she know it
She know it
Throw it back out when we roarin'
All foreign
Foreign whips foreign chains
I'm estranged
From that bullshit that you claim
Ain't the same
Ain't no way
You can't see us
Cameras out when we in town
BNB look like museums
Put burn holes all in the couch
Ain't no way
You can't see us
Cameras out when we in town
BNB look like museums
Put burn holes all in the couch



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Writer(s): Jacob Krismer
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