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Uh huh Yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh huh) Yeah (Woo, whole lotta, whole lotta woo) Whole lotta, whole lotta woo (Boo, boo) Wait, wait, hol' on Superfly, Mr. [?] Beat the pussy, I ain't ducking Too high, pelican Baddie, elegant No Rollie, skeleton Mike Amiri with the vitamin Ice out, freezer I get her wet, Katrina One shot, tipsy Two shots, mixxy Bad bitch, named Trixie And she wanna know how the Drizzy Don't meet her, call up Trizzy He gonna aim for your kidney You don't want smoke, chimney Rappin' and trappin' 'til I get a milly My niggas see you in front of me and ask for handouts I got a buzz, it wasn't planned out They got the drive, camp out SongtexteShoot 'em from far, man down You gon' see red, no redemption Duppy up it with perfection .30 on me for protection Niggas hating, they see progression I got shooters like a gym Bad bitches in my DM, uh Coupe off, panoramic Freak bitch, acrobatic Talk shit, let 'em have it I'ma rob 'em, it's a habit I keep my bands in elastic TP Mr. Fantastic, uh huh Stay humble He gon' shoot, got no time for the rumble I keep a rocket like Westbrook Don't got the chop, get hit with a left hook Too high, Pluto Big body, sumo Bitch I'm the king, Kuzco Do the dash in the two-door Superfly, Mr. [?] Beat the pussy, I ain't ducking Too high, pelican Baddie, elegant No Rollie, skeleton Mike Amiri with the vitamin Ice out, freezer I get her wet, Katrina One shot, tipsy Two shots, mixxy Bad bitch, named Trixie And she wanna know how the Drizzy Uh huh, yeah And she wanna know how the Drizzy Don't make me call up— yeah Don't make me call up Drizzy Hol' on, hol' on, don't make me call up Yeah, get low Huh? Get low Yeah, huh, do it just like that, yeah Yeah, yeah, uh Get low, get low Bend it over, touch your toe Put the D up in her soul Bad bitch from— uh huh Rolls Royce, cutting it Brodie gon' up it like Markennen Tina, Trixie I made her open a Chevvy Mike Amiri— Uh, used to wear Levi Now it's Mike Amiri denim Catch an opp, we gon' send 'em to heaven He gon' need a preacher, Reverend Bad bitch, in it Huh? Baddie, with some melanine Yeah, and she got freckles Rock a nigga like a pebble Rock a nigga like a boulder Talk shit, run 'em over Brown skin, blondie Ass fat, obvi' On the I-95, going 135 And that big .35, send a shot to the sky Hahaha Aus Songtexte Mania