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My whole life, I've been cursed like voodoo I'm too rare like Mewtwo, air like Bluetooth Give me a minute 'cause I'm the man like Boohoo Spitting the rhythm, the two U's like FUBU Yeah, I do it for my blood, suwoop Puffin' the good, puffin' the good Pass this weed, now N to the E to the R-V-E, go Used to busk, never getting any pay Now we doing front flips on the festival stage Honeys in the Off-White kicks lookin' bomb in the backseat choppin' up a sesh for the J This a boss fight, we the best in the game No chit-chat, homie, better check what you say She gettin' pissed off, sayin' that I got a big head like that's in a negative way? Anyway, I'm tryna work less for the pay Gotta make the money move like a tenner in a day Still stay humble, split up the cheese Now my crew kicking back with the feta on the plate Veteran, you can bet I'm better than your mates Got 'em pissed off, now they looking redder in the face I'm the boss like Rick Ross, lit when the kick-ons kicked off Now we getting air up on the J's Puffin' the good Puffin' the good, puffin' the good All of my brothers, they come to the hood SongtextePuffin' the good Puffin' the good, puffin' the good Said if you wanna get me, then please come do me In the ER like Clooney, I got a G card like Boosie I let weed spark, but at least three bars cause I'm bougie I don't move E, but life is a movie Roll up a doobie, the big G all up in the front like Gucci Puffin' the good, puffin' the good, puffin' the Fuck off Please sue me, do or die for the tour life, that's Uzi Who am I? Sicker on the mic, get woozy Suicide, triple up a line, that's doozy Brother bugged out to the tunes like Looney Brother better duck, you a mouse, so goofy Kick goals when I'm going out like Rooney Have a roofie Black out to the bars, facts, okay Brother, I'm the truth, the juice like OJ Loose when they come to the booth, yeah, José First round, gettin' knocked out ever since Road Rage Mate, Aus' to UK Fuck one, I'm gone for two days Rap flow when I kick, push, kick, push to Fiasco, gold star like Lupe Fire on the track, need water, boy, Bobby Boucher (Gatorade) (Oi, cut the beat out one time, wait, wait, wait) It's fifty-five G's on a G-watch Roll up G's with my G in a G spot Four G's of the OG, that's G Chron' I be on the block with the G's on recon, ah G shit, I was on G shit Ever since G-Shock, go have a G shot Got so much G's in the bank, be frank All my G's took a week off (Ayy, how long's left on the beat?) (I got eight more bars, yeah?) (I'll go harder, wait) Bend like Beckham on a tester Football, brother, I'm the man like Chester Rock ya when I'm midfield like Pogba Big wheel when I'm on the road like Vespa Charge up 'cause I got the drive like Tesla GTA with the guys like Lester Smackdown when I'm on the mic, that's wrestler B-rock when I'm in the cage like Lesnar Fuck off Bars on bars on bars NO.ONE Network, 420 fam N to the E to the R-V-E, chill, chill 2020, let's go Aus Songtexte Mania