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Yeah
Yeah

Yeah
Yeah?
Yeah
Yuh

Oh god
Let's go

Shorty so bad I might hit (yuh)
Shorty so bad I might hit (yuh)
Gucci all over my hip (yuh)
That orange that 40 we mix (yuh)
We sip
We sip
That orange that 40 we mix
Your songs so bad remix
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Hang out with my friends in my room
Chilling on my bed while I listen MF DOOM

Sipping on some wok no wait that's water
You can't even talk to my bitch yeah you stalk her uh

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Talk shit
You get hit
We like dick
Suck it
Down
Fuck that ass like a clown
On the sink, like we bound (two?)
No bitch gotta bounce (shoot)
Yeah bitch I'm out
Only there for the clout
She called me what about (you?)
Ain't think so now get out (boot)

Shorty so bad I might hit (yuh)
Shorty so bad I might hit (yuh)
Gucci all over my hip (yuh)
That orange that 40 we mix
We sip
We sip
That orange that 40 we mix
Your songs so bad remix
Press skip
Press skip

Shorty so bad I might hit (yuh)
Shorty so bad I might hit (yuh)

Your mix comes on I press skip (yuh)
You Crackers salty like ritz (yuh)
Okay I'm finna spit (ugh)

Press skip on your life suck on dick nigga
Stop hating get some ice on your wrist nigga
You know that I grind day and night nigga
Hold the game on my back I'm a nice nigga
World tour, full stadiums, 8 figures
Start dissing get stitches do you get the picture?
I'm like Jesus feed the bread to a million
I pull up, you turn yellow like the minions

You pathetic always begging for attention
Your opinion doesn't matter cause you trippin
Tried to put me in a box broke the ceiling
Imma flex on you niggas make a killing
Wanna see god so bad? we show you like a mission
Pull up with the killas to your block we ain't missing
You a dickhead take the top off circumcision
So many bars that I'm spitting you could make a prison
Rhymes you been stealing but you say you the realest
Niggas go missing tryna act like they winning
Nigga why you whining can't you see I got a vision
Out here dropping bombs energetic like its fission
Uh

And I'm not finished
I'm on in a billion
That's why I got millions
You niggas still dissing
You niggas still snitching
You niggas still missing
And I'm still winning

I ain't ever gonna stop we ain't yielding
Best get a coffin it's your fate I'm sealing
Real bars real cars freewheeling
Press skip on the mid you dealing (Shea god, soarin!)

Shorty so bad I might hit
Shorty so bad I might hit
Gucci all over my hip
That orange that 40 we mix
We sip
We sip
That orange that 40 we mix
Your songs so bad remix
Press skip
Press skip

You gotta live with the fact (yuh)
That I'm gonna press that skip



Credits
Writer(s): Shema Mukome
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