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Ayy, Tony! (Ha, haha) (Ha, haha) (Ha, haha) You know I learned how to fly Don't stress yourself out tryna keep up with these lames I ain't have a thing but you know things change You know these folks be nosy, man, just like a nose-ring Broke bitch make me soft, okay, just like some cocaine Ayy, futuristic like I'm Boba Fett She went through my phone, she not even mad Don't worry 'bout the check, bitch, I got the checks This a GTR, this is not a 'Vette Okay, wait, now you in too far Shot him in the face because I got a heart And I'm givin' game, I'm talking seminars Yo' girl fucked up, that's why I be on Mars Take the hotbox to the pull-up party I stopped drinking dark 'cause it made me dark Strapped up like the Navy, strapped like Tony Stark Finna send that shit, like I'm Tony Hawk Send it! Ayy Tony Hawk (Send that shit) Tony Hawk Tony Hawk (Ayy) Songtexte No justice, no peace Fuck politics, bitch, we runnin' shits My designer [?] This not a G-Wagon, this a Maybach, ahh All my young niggas pop that shit Stop that shit Ayy, if a nigga told [?] bro Niggas ain't from the soil, they ain't got no soul Knock a nigga over, domino Knock a nigga over, adiós When I get the work, man, that shit the purist Steppin' on that shit and sell it to [?] Take the hotbox to the pull-up party I stopped drinking dark 'cause it made me dark Strapped up like the Navy, strapped like Tony Stark Finna send that shit, like I'm Tony Hawk Send it! Ayy Tony Hawk (Send that shit) Tony Hawk Tony Hawk (Ayy) Aus Songtexte Mania