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[Verse 1: G-Bo Lean]
I'm that fly guy, Yes I'm that fly guy
My n*ggas don't drive, they walk up and do walk by's
Murder any beat that's how you leave the fans traumatized
You a di*k head well guess what, you're getting circ*mcised
Like there's water on the floor my young n*ggas gon' slide
Pinocchio n*gga, quit tellin' all them damn lies
Thunder outside when Southside lets the glizzy rise
Haters wanna be affiliated [?]
I got they back, they got my back
Yea we down to ride
Shooter got the whopper
No cheese, make em french fries
Yeap a lot of sh*t, but I don't ever see you outside
Run up on me, guarantee it's bust and die
Get yo cap ripped back just for trynna switch sides
Style so wet b*tches swear I got baptized
Hoes ready, for the G-Bo and Mike Sherm
f*cked her yesterday, but today her momma gotta turn
This Bo di*k I'm start texting hoes better learn
Keep a rubber hat because these b*tches burning like a perm
G-Bo lean, I'm that n*gga these hoes gotta earn
Beat the twat down, then I wiggle out earth worm
Middle finger up high, yelling out f*ck my rivals
Tryna test me I'll put a F up on yo fatal
Me and Mike Sherm, Batman and Robin
Nah f*ck that more like Curry and Klay Thompson
[Verse 2: Mike Sherm]
My n*ggas really go so you know it ain't no stopping
She gon' let me pop it just because a n*gga poppin'
Did it by myself I ain't really have no options
Waiting on the deposits all I see is profit
I remember every week n*ggas wore the same sh*t
I remember me and G-Bo Lean f*cked the same b*tch
We could never fall off our hoes that's that lame sh*t
I be on that same sh*t, n*ggas love to lane switch
It ain't no game b*tch don't ever try to play me
It ain't sh*t for free so you know you gotta pay me
They can't f*ck with me, why you think these n*ggas hate me
Pockets like the ugly b*tch face, Real cakey
Real n*gga but I do a b*tch so shady
She can't even help it, di*k dope like the 80's
Like a light skin b*tch that pus*y go crazy
And I like my weed darker than a n*gga from Haiti, b*tch