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Lyrics by：Young Adz/Dirtbike LB
Composed by：Young Adz/Dirtbike LB
I'm treatin' the trap like a winnebago
And I'm feelin' like Huncho's my alter ego
Nothin but neck when I'm at the free throw
Nothin' but facts when I'm on the beat
Rendezvous I got stopped on the interstate
A pound of biscotti that's personal
I guess some people just can't relate
Information I can't correlate
Clowns on the net and they're talkin' breeze
Quincy knows huncho just bags and freezes
Used to hit up roulette lost a couple G's
Invested some money in couple gibs
All these racks coming big like a rack of ribs
There's no common sense 'cause they lack a bit
My plug is pierre and I'm lacazette
Early morning I sell fresh baguettes
I bought my mother some new baguettes
But she ain't proud when I do the most
Let me raise up my glass I'ma make a toast
Let me raise up my glass I'ma make a speech
Let me tell you that money can marry you
The face on the note yeah it's still a b***h
I sit down and think that I'm not content
I get tempted and I flip a brick
Can't get drawn out yeah that's what they wishin' for
Police focused yeah that's what they wishin' for
Sittin' catching some losting my bottol well
Leave the studio I got another one
I'm tryna make all smoking all the d**e
When I look at these baggies it give me hope
When I look at the studio it give me hope uh
Skrrt yeah
My everyday car is a car that I used to rent
I know we rappin' right now but
We used to be movie men
Heard there's a brick or a crop in
That yard so I'm moving it
Six racks on the wap I just put it in lucy's bag
Yeah baguetties machetes the mac it will ring like confetti
Holding my dick on her p***y she said she ain't ready
F**ked a bad white girl her name was betty betty
Hammer time sauna hour pen
Seven pound on petrol for fide out
Four racks on brrr
Mind out brrrr
Mind out
Lights out lights out lights out lights out
Off the top of the dome yeah yeah
OT for weeks mum said when you coming home
Yeah a dog is loyal if you give a dog a bone
Took that b***h in the backseat tinted car gave her a bone
Yeah I can make you moan
Fly you Paris or rome
I don't answer private call on my phone
So much stress in my dome
Tell them jakes leave me alone
Murder gang no facade not guilty
That's gang brrr
There ain't a wap in the
UK that you can get that we ain't handled
In the airbnb no kickin' wiping the side with a flannel
We get less time when the shotguns dismantle
I got the wrist on rose
So much ice round my nose yeah
I put my bricks on the stove
I put my dick in her throat yeah
I order my bricks on the phone
Wake up my n***a he know yeah yeah
My n***a we never admit
We never admit we involved uh
Cup full of codeine
I just sip on this cup let my problems fly
Spent thousands of nights in the bando
It play with my head and I wonder why
I'm just landin'
I be walkin' around I be blendin' in Superdry
How you think I chanaynay your feet
I was sellin' them things now I'm super fly
Girl you fly yeah
Wrist on ice yeah yeah
Girl you fly yeah
Let me know why yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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