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[Chorus]
Okay
Yuh, i'm rolling it up
I'm rolling a pack
I said, 'damn lil bitch won't leave me 'lone, bro you can have that ho back
No i can't speak, feds on my phone, bitch ima call you RIGHT BACK
Yuh, bitch i been fucked up for a min'
Made like 10 bands, off of distrokid
No we can't work, my nigga you too mid
Pass on the GLE yea he the fliz
Nosy ho, told that bitch get off my bizz
Golly, xan off lil bitch take a flic
That bitch got a man, why she on my dick?

[verse 1]
(YEA THAT'S FUCKED UP)
Bitch i ten bands just for tenth grade
Bitch ion care what no fans say
Have my knocker we shoot at his mans, aye
Started walking on niggas my functway
How i'm kicking shit down like a sensei
(fuck that bitch ion care what her friends say!)
Bitch i can't wait to cut like a third grade
I got a cutter on me
Got cheese ah, butter on me
I want your mother on mе
I got yo bitch got yo lover on me, she tryna cuddlе on me
She my lil munch can you fuck her with me
But i don't want no disease, don't want no disease, eah, eah

[Chorus]
Okay, yuh, i'm rolling it up
I'm rolling a pack
I said, 'damn lil bitch won't leave me 'lone, bro you can have that ho back
No i can't speak, feds on my phone, bitch ima call you RIGHT BACK
Yuh, bitch i been fucked up for a min'
Made like 10 bands, off of distrokid
No we can't work, my nigga you too mid
Pass on the GLE yea he the fliz
Nosy ho, told that bitch get off my bizz
Golly, xan off lil bitch take a flic
That bitch got a man, why she on my dick?
(bitch i made ten bands just for tenth grade)