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This young boy from Texas, so excuse my grammar

Big booty my standards, deuce in Fanta

If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera

Check my fellas, we all flock the same

We birds of the same feather, we together

This forever, switchin' bezels every level

Me and Cinco push that two-door coupe

Ain't none of this shit rented

Servin' fishes, fuck yo' favorite rapper

Hope he get offended

I was trippin' off that ho before but promise I ain't trippin'

I was trippin' off Ksubi jeans but now my closet drippin' (Designer)

Got a bag and I couldn't be Prada

Drop a song and yo' status went nada

In the booth if I'm tryna get proper

I was a school boy just tryna get collard (Greens)

Homie outside with Alicia (Keys)

I made money from mics, they made money from fiends

Root of all evil, what got me them tickets at Regal

So fuck what's illegal, I'm different

I really ain't get a handout

I know half of these rappers were gimmicks

I write my own lyrics, I bought my own pendant

All them Os by my songs screamin' fuck yo' opinion

No need for a **** to say that I'm winning

It's fuck everybody, the way I been feelin'

I got me a bitch and my bitch got a bitch

So they down for a threesome, **** (Pimpin')

This young boy from Texas, so excuse my grammar

Big booty my standards, deuce in Fanta

If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera

Check my fellas, we all flock the same

We birds of the same feather, we together

This forever, switchin' bezels every level

Switch a Lambo' for a Chevy

Backseat heavy from that heavy

Want a bad bitch with the fetti

When she ready, bitch, I'm ready

Fuck the sex, I want that becky

Gimme becky if you let me

I whip slow, my cook game steady

Turn that boy into spaghetti

I could ask a patna in my camp to handle something

They just do it like they beefin' with Adidas (Yeah)

Bitches poppin' pussy for the same skinny **** droppin' music

Ain't nobody had believin' (Yeah)

Took a couple Ls, I ain't tweaking (Tweakin')

I got money to help all my reasons (Yeah)

I got shorties in all major regions

I jumped in the water and claiming the deep end

(Hold on)

Different money, I'm countin' those shorties I'm poundin' on

I know them **** is pissed

I'ma put the new Patek on, buy my bitch silicone

Then I'ma double again

**** ain't solid, I don't claim a friend

Because when I was knocking, you ain't let me in

**** lose vision all over the pussy

Or snake the whole gang for a blue Benjamin

Witness everyone say that I'm up

I was stuck at the bottom, you ain't give a fuck

I don't care for a bitch, I ain't searchin' for love

And I don't trust a soul if he ain't from above

I ain't surfing a wave, I got locks, fuck a brush

When I got in the game, I was shit out of luck

They would look at my pain and they ain't help me up

If you mention my name, say I don't give a fuck, bitch

This young boy from Texas, so excuse my grammar

Big booty my standards, deuce in Fanta

If I'm in the scene, I'm flexin' in the camera

Check my fellas, we all flock the same

We birds of the same feather, we together

This forever, switchin' bezels every level