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Hey, fuck you, mate Oh, oh, woah Uh, ah, woah Woah (fah, fah, fah, Level), Beep Walk in the building, I'm smellin' like gas I'm in that SRT goin' fast Gettin' chased by the jakes so I did the dash If they chase me on feet, I'm runnin' like The Flash I'ma get gone in that Porsche I did like ten times ten in that horse In that i8 with the butterfly doors I feel like Jace 'cause, bae, I got money of course Meanwhile in L.A., I'm just smokin' on gas She like Santana, I hope that we last In school I was the weirdest one in class I'm 14 and I got a bag (fah) Bitch, I'm 16 and I got this gat Red flag on my right, nigga, I say blat Lil' nigga got zipped like a Zip-Loc bag Lil' bro want a zip, ended up gettin' bagged Ya bitch ride the dick, need a saddle, lil' bitch Niggas know not to battle with my clique (Fah, fah) More opps equals more attachments on my stick Ya ho in the whip, she gaggin' on my dick (Fah, fah, fah) F&N leave 'em laggin' in this bitch And he flyin' in the air, Aladdin in this bitch That lil' boy is cap, he ain't shootin' shit We searchin' for opps, nigga, like a bin He cap rap, his shit go straight to the bin Need to follow them laws, you a citizen Bitch, I'm the plug, fuck a middle man Lil' boy gettin' played like a fiddle man Why all these fake ass niggas call me friend? My trigger finger is my new best friend He tell me to shoot off adrenaline If he speakin' on me, he ain't speakin' again, On God Walk in the building, I'm smellin' like gas I'm in that SRT goin' fast Gettin' chased by the jakes so I did the dash If they chase me on feet, I'm runnin' like The Flash I'ma get gone in that Porsche, I did like ten times ten in that horse In that i8 with the butterfly doors I feel like Jace 'cause, bae, I got money of course Meanwhile in L.A., I'm just smokin' on gas She like Santana, I hope that we last In school I was the weirdest one in class I'm 14 and I got a bag (fah) Walk in the building, I'm smellin' like gas I'm in that SRT goin' fast Gettin' chased by the jakes so I did the dash If they chase me on feet, I'm runnin' like The Flash I'ma get gone in that Porsche I did like ten times ten in that horse In that i8 with the butterfly doors I feel like Jace 'cause, bae, I got money of course Meanwhile in L.A., I'm just smokin' on gas She like Santana, I hope that we last In school I was the weirdest one in class I'm 14 and I got a bag Meanwhile in L.A., I'm just smokin' on gas She like Santana, I hope that we last In school I was the weirdest one in class I'm 14 and I got a bag (fah) Bitch, I'm 16 and I got this gat Red flag on my right, nigga, I say blat Lil' nigga got zipped like a zip-loc bag Lil' bro want a zip, ended up gettin' bagged Ya bitch ride the dick, need a saddle, lil' bitch Niggas know not to battle with my clique More opps equals more attachments on my stick Ya ho in the whip, she gaggin' on my dick