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Yo, Green Timin' is everything, my G Timin' is what separates, like, regular people from pedophiles Haha Bar Uh, real niggas back in style again (Church) How I'm making a lot of noise from a silent pen (Ahh) Adjusted the rifle scope, had to dial it in And fuck a humble loss, I'd rather have a violent win Viola Davis on the violin, who getting away with murder? I guess the owl did, throw the towel in (Woo) They ask me if I'm one of the best Just think Black Thought on Funkmaster Flex, hmm, yes Fuck reminiscing, living in the past shit 'Cause not everything old is classic All I know is get dough, battle rap, I'm reachin like a tip toe Today's current currency is crypto Hate to blast ya, but I have to I suggest you get low, ya life's played out like Sprinkle Bae And them fuckin "For the Dick" posts Who rocks the coast? Rassy Cardigans and cashmere, fuck last year Out with the old, in with the new Fuck what you did, it's about what it do SongtexteF-L-Y, fuck last year F-L-Y, fuck last year Out with the old, in with the new Fuck what you did, it's about what it do F-L-Y, fuck last year Life's a bitch then you die, time fly Every year the ball drop in Times Square Age twelve my balls dropped, adolescent male Ball big like LaVar ('Var), spit like Lamar ('Mar) Not a Arabic, still tryin' to get it, Inshallah (Get what?) Get to the bag like airport carousels Industry dudes saying real rap will never sell You know that guy, the Carrot Top, the fairy tale That nigga, half snake and rat nigga Trap nigga, he don't like boom-bap, well that figures I dispose of these hoes, Jack Ripper Lot of bitches getting blocked on the 'Gram, she feel tight I'm not likin' a hundred pics I can't fuck in real life (Bitch) Green, we go back to 4-tracks So you entitled to your opinion, but not your own facts Niggas is so wack, throwin' up on your throwback Time F-L-Y, now hold that Out with the old, in with the new Fuck what you did, it's about what it do F-L-Y, fuck last year F-L-Y, fuck last year Out with the old, in with the new Fuck what you did, it's about what it do F-L-Y, fuck last year Life's a bitch then you die, time fly We gonna— we gon' rob y'all at the end of the night (Yay) We gonna take everything (Yeah) And, uh, straight like that This what it's all about Celebration is all about love, love, love Let's go (Yeah) Shout out to Ras Kass Aus Songtexte Mania