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[Intro: $camaurion]
Mmm, mmm, 72, ayy
(Bang that sh*t)

[Verse 1: BabyTron]
When you see me hangin' out that sunroof, I'm tryna send you to the moon
From the womb to the tomb
Since baby food was in my spoon I was tryna get it
Thirty shots in three-point-five, I think this lil' b*tch kind of glitchin'
Before I knew my ABCs, was out here tryna get it
In the kitchen sweatin' with some—, you'd think I'm fryin' chicken
Lyin' 'bout he in a spaceship, his rap science fiction
Bad habits with my double cup, I might just die addicted
I can see through the bullsh*t just like a Skelly
He don't want no smoke in here, gon' treat it like a telly
You want a job? Get a rental, have that license ready
Christian Loubies, sole on 'em lookin' like spaghetti
Multi-colored diamonds on my chain lookin' like confetti
Hotbox the Cullinan, I treat this b*tch like a Chevy
You want some beef? Pull up then, we just like the deli
What I'm ridin' with, it give me life just like some fetty

[Verse 2: $camaurion]
You ain't never seen my site, the debit hit like credit
Off-White X on my back, b*tch, I ain't an X-Man
Take the hit the road test, I know your ass gon' fail it
I could slide like the [?] f*ck with the mailman
I ain't into takin' trips right now, my baby on tour
It ain't sh*t to catch a flight, got SB dunks on
I ain't f*ckin' with the mics
Right now, I'm back in the stores, ain't f*ckin' with the mic
b*tch, it's [?] 72, I'm grabbin' terabytes
Dee'll check a n*gga temp', now he fahrenheit
Boy, I'm f*ckin' on your hoes, but ain't no sharin' mine
I'm just tryna get more phones, I'm out here clearin' lines
I'll clear the whole sixteen lines out a pint
All I really like is Wock', boy, you out here sippin' Pie
[Verse 3: BabyTron & $camaurion]
I just scored on some Quagen, now we gettin' high
Yohji Yamamoto on my legs, I'm gettin' fly
Quagen straight as hell, I'm tryna score on some Wock'
Ain't f*ckin' with the Ksubis, I'll do the Number Nine
He be talkin' mob sh*t, but can't even up a five
I just gave my pop tint, you ain't even drunk a line
My cup Majin Buu, y'all n*ggas sippin' pine
We was punchin' Lyfts, you was askin' for a ride
We was dumped up, you was askin' for a slide
You was f*cked up, askin' for a job
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