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Ay
If I can lace my shoes, I'm good, I’m runnin' up
Got a swisher in the bottle
They drink it up for lunch
Elephant in the room, talk about me if you want
Crush a pill in the zip locker sniff it all in once, uh, hey

Star like I'm nova
Back, took a front, let my bitch take it over
(?) with chokers
Boy from Atlanta with 9s and a Cobra
Still do no features
Back in 9th grade I poured shine by the liter
Still suck it up for the focus I’m weaker
My main lil' thing, she move cash on her own
Stuck on my body
She talk on the phone
Run your phone, Bella, you talk more than me
I stay undefeated
Speak as a villain
Talk on my shit
Lеt's get back to flowing, yeah, yeah

Yеah, yea yeah, yea yeah, uh, let's get it
Yeah, yeah
Maybe 9 is closer to my waist
Scoopin' heavy feet to flame
Too many things I do for fame
Money, power on delay
Lookin' for the finest things
Houses burnin', run away
Label hit me up today
Denied the office straight away
They said they tryna see what I can do with microphones, (?) and advertisements, look at dude
Can he tell me all about you?
Your name is Lucy, I'ma miss you too, yeah
Your name is Lucy, I’ma miss you too, yeah

Yeah, uh, yeah
Rockin’ shades in my dark style
These colder winds won't blow down any tower, hmph
Don’t know about yours but it'll never be ours