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[Intro: Fijimacintosh]
That boy Cassius
Ooh, yeah

[Chorus: Fijimacintosh]
Please get off my di*k, b*tch, get the f*ck up off my di*k
How the f*ck you hate on me? It don't make no sense
Riding 'round in a fishbowl, I had to throw a tint
And you can't stop at red lights, hell nah, that's just how it is
I made a big boss play, [?] doesn't know a ton 'bout this sh*t
My lungs full of that dope, it got me flyin' 'round this b*tch, yeah
Back up at Margiela, had to [?] my kicks, yeah
You can claim you did that but you ain't did it quite like this

[Verse 1: A1Billionaire]
My b*tch bad and she ride di*k
Drip on me and we on a world trip (Yeah)
Drip on me, I'ma help you hold that (Yeah)
Thick b*tch, she came there from [?]
I can't leave a b*tch where the dough at (Yeah)
Make her bow to me, her head on the floormat
This Dior wrist, it cost like ten racks
Gucci shoes on a pus*y b*tch, run it back
[Chorus: Fijimacintosh]
Please get off my di*k, b*tch, get the f*ck up off my di*k
How the f*ck you hate on me? It don't make no sense
Riding 'round in a fishbowl, I had to throw a tint
And you can't stop at red lights, hell nah, that's just how it is
I made a big boss play, [?] doesn't know a ton 'bout this sh*t
My lungs full of that dope, it got me flyin' 'round this b*tch, yeah
Back up at Margiela, had to [?] my kicks, yeah
You can claim you did that but you ain't did it quite like this
Please get off my di*k, b*tch, get the f*ck up off my di*k
How the f*ck you hate on me? It don't make no sense
Riding 'round in a fishbowl, I had to throw a tint
And you can't stop at red lights, hell nah, that's just how it is

[Verse 2: Fijimacintosh]
All this pain that I done been through
I got a lot on my mind, I'm feeling mental
I roll me up Mary Jane, it clear my mental
Forty-pointers, my earrings look like [?] , yeah, yeah
I'm in the coupe like a b*tch, frog eyes with the leather seats
I see you a internet gangster, pray to God that we don't meat
And b*tch, I love my gang, it could never be no "I" in "we," yeah
Come and get your b*tch 'cause she keep eyeing me

[Chorus: Fijimacintosh]
Please get off my di*k, b*tch, get the f*ck up off my di*k
How the f*ck you hate on me? It don't make no sense
Riding 'round in a fishbowl, I had to throw a tint
And you can't stop at red lights, hell nah, that's just how it is
I made a big boss play, [?] doesn't know a ton 'bout this sh*t
My lungs full of that dope, it got me flyin' 'round this b*tch, yeah
Back up at Margiela, had to [?] my kicks, yeah
You can claim you did that but you ain't did it quite like this