Japan

[Verse 1]
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You don't got a man
Yeah I'm washin' bitches on they features, call me Mr. Clean, yuh
Take a sip of lean, yuh
Inchin' like a fiend, huh
Ballin' like Kareem, bitch
I don't need a beam, yeah
When I shoot my shot, bitch I know it's gon' be green

[Verse 2]
Yuh
Bitch it's gon' be green, yuh
Take a sip of lean, yuh
Uhuh, yeah, yeah, no crap, aye, aye
No crap but I'm a fiend, bitch

[Verse 3]
Boy you wearin' fake designer, bitch you can't flex that
I 'on't give a fuck if I 'on't get a fuckin' text back
Sold him half a pound, now he askin', "Where the rest at?"
Shot 'im in his chest, now I'm askin', "Where he rest at?"
Bitchеs want my shit, yeah they want that shit ASAP
I ain't givin' you no money boy you know you nеver pay back
You ain't gettin' no streams, why you got a face tatt?
I'm chillin' in the hallways, I just got called a wetback