Yeah boy i got a drumset
Everybody smoking dope and a percocet
b*tch you better try me
Pull up wit your wifey she tryna skype me
b*tch can't get as rich as me
f*ck boy f*ck boy you ain't lit as me
b*tch i lean off that f*cking perc
b*tch ass n*gga gonna walk away and smirk
Try me, facetime me
Cuz when me and ya girl smashed i think she like me
I ain't gonna be her wifey
But f*ck n*gga i ain't broke i still buy what she wantie
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f*cking that b*tch
Sucking her tits
Pull up wit da stick
Getting real lit
You is talking all dat sh*t
Ain't no f*cking trapstar
Ain't no f*cking icy
But she stay so cold i bet she is 90
Now f*ck why i got so many plugs
Why i got so many drugs
Producer right next to me
Creating the best beats
Underground rappers right next to me
Waitin for a feat
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b*tch do not call me up
Got a cell phone n*gga, got some cuffs
Im like capo
But i ain't gettin capped
Chiraq savage,capo
But it ain't no baseball cap
Now f*ck there ain't no beef with anyone
I was just broke, i jsut wanted to have some fun
With this f*cking lame ass studio
And this f*cking hype beats everywhere
What most of you n*ggas do is just god damn stare
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Aye b*tch i got clout
b*tch i clout
Smoking on trees, smoking on doubt
Smoking on trees, smoking on clouds
Smoking on trees
Got a huge chain
But it ain't no pusha t