Got brand new Louis so I copped it
RIP Virg, I'm on the verge of being top ten
Hol' up, where they soul at?
Most bad bitches toxic
Bitch, I'm gon' keep winning
Take my bands and I enlarge them
Fake faces, damn, they still the same
Bands, place 'em where my momma stay
Bad bitches fuckin' all these lames
You take an L, I get first letter of my name, yeah
I'm the goat, you alpaca
Bag swole, do the Cha Cha
Feeling old, I'm your father
New flow, make 'em bye bye
All your songs like blah blah
Bro sippin' lean, I drink agua
How the fuck I'm still nineteen
Shitting on your fucking top five (yeah, yeah)
Shoot my shot like I'm Peele
Get the fuck out
Switching my routes
No ice on me, chill
You come around, puff on the cloud
I float in the hills, yeah
Money amounts
Keep counting till I pass 'round all my bags now to my bro bros
Where you at? I'm in SoHo, New York
Two phone like I'm Keem, baby
New flow making cheese, baby
Parmesan, I got new lawns
I might cop both, I can't choose one
Two thumbs and a middle finger
I'm like Ya ya when the bread come
Ya, ya, ya
Got brand new Louis so I copped it
RIP Virg, I'm on the verge of being top ten
Hol' up, where they soul at?
Most bad bitches toxic
Bitch, I'm gon' keep winning
Take my bands and I enlarge them
Fake faces, damn, they still the same
Bands, place 'em where my momma stay
Bad bitches fuckin' all these lames
You take an L, I get first letter of my name, yeah
Yeah, me and the gang finna take a dub
No, we cannot make it up
And I got a Zendaya looking bitch, she finna shake it up
And we cannot fake a breakin' up
This J I face not breaking up
Can't take no break, ain't got much fame enough
Pump fake, that's lame, I aim it
We getting dub after dub after dub
Like a nigga on the internet
Cute face with a flat ass, she got two backs like a cigarette
Two stacks of that Benjamin Franklin
Yeah, bitch, I'm into that
Down bad but I came up
They don't know what a nigga did for that
I'm warning you
That if you try me, your family finna be mourning you
This lean I'm pouring too
Taking big W's with Warren Hue
Got brand new Louis and some Off White
Bitch, I wore it too
I dive inside that pussy with a swim trunk and a snorkel too
Got brand new Louis so I copped it
RIP Virg, I'm on the verge of being top ten
Hol' up, where they soul at?
Most bad bitches toxic
Bitch, I'm gon' keep winning
Take my bands and I enlarge them
Fake faces, damn, they still the same
Bands, place 'em where my momma stay, yeah
Shawty said I'll never see the fame
You take an L, and I see numbers in my bank, yeah
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