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[Intro]
(You're not making this easy, Kyle)
You know, if I was a dweeb like you, it'd probably be easy to get over me

[Verse]
I'm hip, it's hard for you to treat me like a lame
I'm sick you still playin' Instagram games
We gettin' too old to be tryna play the main
And I got hoes on the side, but she don't trip, that won't change
I told you bring a lil' pape', you brought pain
I thought she was my sunshine, she brought rain
You callin' me your boyfriend, it's insane
She put the pussy on me, I'm entertained
The fridge full of Wock', Faygos, and Stilpane
We put añejo on the rocks to cеlebrate the campaign
Wе toast double cups and pop seals like champagne
Chichi get the yayo, honey-flavored cocaine
They finna swarm for this shit like bee piling where I hang
We havin' blues and buses like we serve for Ukraine
I come designer jeans off the fire kicks like Liu Kang
Ain't it ironic how the bitch head help with migraines?
Brodie caught an opp playin' pop goes the weasel
I'm in Gallery Department tryna buy it off the easel
Runnin' from the cops, I transform to Vin Diesel
I was doin' wrong tryna get it right, I'm half evil
Two cups, one after another, this the sequel
I'm in the back of Kool Kiy's, shoppin', these my people
You'll probably never get ahead, 'cause you deceitful
I done finally left the spot alone, it feel peaceful
I'm in here dancin' like Napoleon and pourin' up lines
I'm feelin' just like Kip, I'm chattin' baes online
When God made me, He took time with the design
I had NFL dreams to shine in the Combine
Thinkin' maybe I could hoop, but that came to a decline
That's when I finally found a passion that define me, it's divine
I ain't lyin', the bitch fine, she wanna ride me while reclined
We got our legs intertwined while I'm beatin' it from behind, nigga
Look, I drop pine and break spines
Look, I don't wine, I don't dine
Look, she don't whine, I start buyin'
I ask her what she want, she don't know, I keep tryin'
She ask me if I'm cheatin', I don't know, I keep lyin'
Even though they hated, I'm still up, I keep shinin'
Hutch sittin' on my chestplate, this shit blindin'
As long as niggas stay in they lane, I don't mind them