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Ayy, how many racks did I throw
I been in the trap, sellin' blow
If he run up on me, gang gon' wipe his nose
Niggas always hatin' on me where I go

How we doin'? Check the stats
If you tryna run up on me, you won't make it back
Nigga, I ain't playin', boi, don't make me call the makks
Niggas gettin' stomped out cause they always bein' rats

(What you mean?) What you mean?
(What you mean?) What you mean?
You a fiend
See you in the trap house, err' day tryna get lean
Boi, what the fuck you mean?
You ain't tough, boi, you just mean nigga

Remi sippin' on codine
And Osaka-chan been buggin, sippin' on Promethazine
Cirno feel like me, she empty out the magazine
Sellin' that re-rock, I been sippin' on that keen

Sippin' on that drink, pour it up
I might have to restock, I ain't goin' to the store enough
Lookin' real low or somethin', do you need more or somethin'
Got a purple carpet, did I spill it on the floor or somethin'

Wait a sec, I don't know, you ain't tryna let me know
I might have to let it go, Miku right here, let it blow
Miku let that knocka blow, but fuck no, this ain't fortnite
Bet you got them V-Bucks cards, enough to make a fort right
All these broke boys, they ain't ready for the heat
Get off of the couch, nigga stop bein' a NEET
I be gettin' money any day, any week, so ya
Probably shouldn't talk, better go and take a seat
Think I want your girl? Man, I know that she a freak
I bet you got a man, boi, I would never swing that way (No homo)
I'm preoccupied, right now I'm steady hittin' leeks
I think my choppa gay, It might blow em all away
Count my racks or sum, count my stacks or sum
Put em in a pack or sum, boof all in my back or sum
Frutiger Aero shit, it's like I got a Mac or sum
Niggas think they know me, bitch, they steady talkin' smack or sum
Gang posted at yo entry, no way out
Yo girlfriend lookin' at me, she scream and she shout
You think that I want her, honestly I'm way too busy
And another thing, she lookin' like Mrs. Piggy
I feel like Marisaguap, in the spot, Juggin' all the opps
Finna hit mai dance, yea, you know I gotta edgy bop
Walk around, got H&K on me, Yukari keep it cocked
Posted on yo block, nigga, 'bout to open shop
How you doin', Ain't you cool?
Why the fuck you movin', fuzzy, you a fool
I remember fuzz was tryna make me fail at school
Plan didn't work, that shit got 'em out his mood
They was plottin' about me, now them fuckbois not around
One of them real scared of me, cause I could beat him down
You cannot compare to me, boy, you was lost and found
Can't even sit and stare at me, boy, you really a hound
All these niggas on the net, they pussy
So why they talkin' shit?
All them niggas sweet, never pull up to my crib
Nigga said that I was gay, but I know he chopped and shit
He ain't nothin', he got dick in his esophagus

She said is you Jet Set nah, boy, it's cooler
Call up Super Soda, I'm callin' my ootas
Yeah, yeah, I'm bout to maneuver
That boy talkin' on the gang, I put him in the mover

Ayy, how many racks did I throw
I been in the trap, sellin' blow
If he run up on me, gang gon' wipe his nose
Niggas always hatin' on me where I go

Remi sippin' on codine
And Osaka-chan been buggin, sippin' on Promethazine
Cirno feel like me, she empty out the magazine
Sellin' that re-rock, I been sippin' on that keen