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[Intro]
Closed Captions

[Verse: che & tana]
Why I got these fake friends? I know I ain't schizo'
GTA, I'm wasted, so used to f*cking bad ho's
b*tch think I'm an as*h*le, thumb up in her as*h*le
I grab on her ass, yeah, still can't get no grasp though
OG I'm smoking on gas, yeah, catch a bullet just like Madden, jit
I'm tripping on acid, n*gga, I'm tripping on acid, b*tch
I got kilos, kilos, smoking on mad n*ggas, damn, we smoking your last clique
My pockets so massive n*gga, I'm cuffing the baddest b*tch
Damn, I'm higher than NASA, n*gga, no bap, she mario-plaza, b*tch
So crazy n*ggas wouldn't share with me, I gave these n*ggas my last Iil' bit
'Til death do us part, I'll end all of the rationing (Rationing)
Yeah, it took my pride for me to make up with you
I took an adderall, now I'm up (Yeah, yeah)
I hope the next b*tch know that she stuck, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Tired all these fake n*ggas, I know I ain't schizo' (Oh, yeah)
Balenci' cost your rent ho, atleast you brought your friend, ho (Yeah, oh, yeah)
b*tch think I'm an as*h*le, thumb up in her as*h*le
Me and che just f*cking sh*t up, bad b*tch let me pull on her hair (Yeah)
And them n*ggas can't come over here, he got shot just for f*cking with us (Oh, yeah, oh, yeah)
Late-night been vamping, I was just thirteen years off trapping (Woah, yes)
I was just up on the block with Travis, ho wanna f*ck told her, “Keep clappin’” (Yes, yeah)
This sh*t Nate' and Swish', roll up a blunt, go face it, b*tch (Yeah, no bap)
Bad ass b*tch, no basic b*tch, I was eating the cat and I made her switch (Oh, yeah)
Now I'm putting out fast lil' n*gga, and jit just blacked out, b*tch (Ooh)
"Zero, zero," that's what the gas say, after I crash the whip (Ooh, ooh)
It's gone take a lot for me to link up with you (Link up with you)
It’s just gone, take the risk up now, huh-huh
Love all brothers, I give ‘em my heart, -art, -art
Feel every beat in my heart going "Dun, dun, dun"
I'm richer than a motherf*cker, yeah
I slip inside just like some butter, ah-ah, ah-ah
I pass that ho right to my brother yeah
Geeked up, I'm so f*cked up, ether to these b*tches
She my boo just like I'm Usher, dead opps in my lungs
Fall out with my brother, nympho straight from Russia
Bullets to your butler, Black coupe Ali-baba
Bullets fix your face, Chris Tucker, my b*tch, she so stuck up
Why I act so stubborn? b*tch, I don't even know ya
My heart cold like Minnesota, yeah, strike that boy like bowling
Audemar, it's frozen, Bull DeMar DeRozan
Big bankroll like Rosé, Bull Demar Derozan, all expensive clothing
Why these IG ho's be trolling? b*tch, take out that sew-in
Big flex on my Rolex, big ass J, gon' roll it
b*tch, the G.O.A.T. has spoken, I need every token
b*tch, this chucky token (This is chucky token)
[Outro: tana]
Yeah, Yeah
I’m chiefin’ on mad n*ggas
Oh yeah
Ooh, and it's gone take a lot of pride for me to link–, up with you
This is mixtape of the century, pus*y n*gga