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(Priori)
(I'm so jealous fam)
I'm in Chinatown, I'm spending all my money
Yeah, he said too much, I think that he's a dummy
Yeah, she suckin' on my dick just like a dummy
In the studio, yeah, I'm goin' dummy
Yeah, yeah, it's phreshboy' I got the swag
Everyday that I sag, you can see my pants
Yeah, I walk in the room, she pull down my pants
I just wanna fuck, I don't want no romance
Yeah, I'm takings flights right out to France
Yeah, I'm taking flights right out to Berlin
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm changing
I'm drinking wine in the BNB, I'm with Zay'
If you wanna fuck me, then you gotta' pay
If you want a feature, then you gotta' pay
Yeah, yeah, I just wanna run away
Yeah, go and catch a train, need to go away
Yeah, they said they got some K, yeah, I'm on my way
Sissy faggots on my dick, need to go away
Yeah, yeah, Zay' pull up with the K
Yeah, open up my wallet and I got a K
Yeah, they sippin' on that lean, that shit's too cray
Yeah, they know that I'm fly like a Blue Jay
Hella bitches tryna fuck in the backstage
Yeah, I just seen your mom on backpage
You must you're fucking funny, just like Casey Frey
Shoutout NOVAGANG, yeah, shout out Kacie Free
Yeah, we're screaming free cranes till' it's cranes free
Pull up to the show, we're like three deep
Priori mugger, tried to shoot hit him in his knee
Yeah, he's fucking missed cause he's a retar— (Yo, I can't)
Yeah, I'm in the car and I'm speeding super fast
I bounce it up and down, just like a Mother boss
Yeah, it's free cranes, yeah, that's till' I pass
Kicked them off the train 'cause they didn't have a pass
Oh, ksuuvi got a spliff? Yeahs, I need passed
I don't think about that bitch, yeah, that's in the past
We don't think about that bitch, yeah, she in the past
I'm wit' Mack right now and we're smoking gas
I can't pick up the phone, yeah, I'm in the lab
Niggas goin' out bad, go and get a bag
I got ksubis on my ass, so I'm gonna sag
I got Ocho' on my right, I got cranes on my left
Nigga talk on our gang, then it's gonna' be a death
Run down on my nigga, I'ma shoot him in the head
Yeah, yeah, I'ma shoot him in the head
Fuckin' on my bitch, I like her better with no makeup
And I feel like cap 'cause it's the one to get the cake up
I pull up, finna bust, I told her pick her face up
First, I'm in the front, then we goin' out the back door
Niggas, they be chasin', I can't open up that back door
She be givin' head, turn your ass like a laxo
She gave me flow, I can see it in my bitch mouth
I stay in the east, while she was in the damn south
Take a moonwalk when I'm finna' pick a check up
I don't give a fuck 'bout that bitch, so I won't sweat her
Girl, I know you want me, I don't give a shit
All these niggas is my sons, can you babysit?
Uh, all these niggas copy me and I'm sick of it
Youse' a pedophile, fuckin' on that lil bitch
Two poles on me and my niggas, we be toting shit
Ah, Ooh—Ooh, Ooh—Ooh