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[Intro]
(You are now listening to osc radio 0303)
(o-o-osc)
Yeah
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I just wanna kick it with your best friend, yeah
You know I be dunkin' and finessin', yeah
Run up with your pack and now I'm flexin', yeah
You know I be motherf*ckin' flexin', yeah

[Bridge]
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh

[Verse 2]
Catch it— catch it with your b*tch and you know we posted up
I be off a Molly, yeah, you know I put it up
I don't really give a single motherf*cking f*ck, like, f*ck
You be-you be talkin' sh*t but I never see you flexin'
Pull up on me then I'll grab my Smith and Wesson
Send your broke ass to motherf*cking Heaven, to Heaven, yeah
If I'm-if I'm feeling mean thеn I'll send your ass to Hell
You hate my f*ckin' namе 'cause you know that sh*t ring bells
Smokin' loud pack, yeah, I send it through the mail, through the mail