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[Intro: ksuuvi & so so]
(What) Late night, b*tch, i'm mad smoking gas
(What) Late night, b*tch, i'm mad smoking gas
(What—, What) Late night, b*tch, i'm mad smoking— (ksuuvi, what the f*ck—, f*ck)
Late night, b*tch, i'm smoking mad gas
n*ggas—, n*ggas pus*y and they worried that a hoe—
n*ggas—, n*ggas pus*y and they worried that a hoe—
n*ggas—, n*ggas pus*y and they worried that a hoe—
n*ggas pus*y and they worried that a—, worried that a hoe—
(I wanna be Fangnem)
(Bro, people are so f*cking weird on the internet, like, bro, i'm just like tryna have a conversation with you and you talkin' bout' f*ckin', baby, can you f*ck a bag, please, what the f*ck)

[Verse 1: ksuuvi]
Late night, b*tch, i'm mad smoking gas
Stressed out 'cause I need money fast
n*ggas on my di*k, i'm on they ass
All that sh*t talking, n*gga, that don't last (That don't last)
Guess what, i'm in your crib, think fast (Think fast)
Gimme this, gimme that, gimme racks (Gimme racks)
I need all the f*cking money in your stash (In your stash)
Before I leave your crib, I smoke a gas (Damn)
Damn, I wish you n*ggas really understood
Smoking loose leaf, n*gga, f*ck a Backwood
n*gga, test me, boy, I wish you would
n*gga, you don't want a f*cking problem with my hood (Yeah)
I was in the spot on my motherf*cking own
Bullets to his head, make a n*gga drop low
And your b*tch a thot
She gimme dome and we could go
n*ggas toting pole, but they never let it blow
[Interlude: so so]
(So seriously, I love you so so and I appreciate everything that you've done for me, as your family and as your sister, you only once me)
Pssh, pssh
Yeah, sh*t
Pssh, pssh
Yeah, sh*t
Yeah, sh*t

[Verse 2: so so]
n*ggas pus*y and they worried that a hoe gon' switch
If they ask, I don't care if a pus*y n*gga diss
You a b*tch, you're my son, now that's word to my kids
You a b*tch, you're my son, now that's word to my kids
Man, that's word to my kids, you a b*tch (You a b*tch)
Turn your block into a Let's Play, yes, I keep a switch
Beat a n*gga ass, think I play about— (Clique, clique)
Crashout, n*gga really think I play about my sis'
Lil' bro not Fangnem, lil' bro not Sanction
I get to stimming when I get too anxious
Posted up with real n*ggas, can't be on fake sh*t
Brody on a T-Shirt, Amazon Basics
b*tch, I've been up on the field, but i'm not from the 'Raq
n*ggas petty as a f*ck, gon' tip for a tac
I just shut your man's down, n*gga, come get back
I just really wanna ball, took a ball like Shaq
[Outro: so so]
I like Shaq
I like Shaq
I like Shaq
I like Shaq