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[Intro] I'm working on dying Yeah yeah (Uh huh) Aye (Wak wak wak) Aye, aye (Grr) Aye, aye (Wak wak wak) Aye, aye (Yuh) [Chorus] Killer, dealer Hydrogen filler (Rah) And I'm in the cut on Sizzurp Oh, you teach arts and crafts? Let's scissor (Yeah yeah) Hit her, Twitter Or dm me on Insta (Brr) I just got the hoe out the motel six And you took her out to dinner (Yuh) [Post-Chorus] I see about ten of them, dog One my one, I'm finna pick them off (Pew pew pew pew pew pew) Say you sset and you know you fraud Hk, sk, nigga take y'all off (Grr) And my walk in a badmon, y'all I'm a Broward County nigga, I ain't fan of them, dog (Yuh) I just made me an M and M, dog Put a bag on your head, get you top chopped off (Bah bah bah bah bah) [Verse] I just told her keep up with the pace (Rawr) I just took it out my pants, put it on her face (Rah) I just took her to the back and went to outer space (Yuh yuh yuh) Call me Luke Skywalker with the green lightsaber Shots move, pace swift like Taylor I'ma hit em up, while you watch for the raiders (Yuh) She gon' give it up, oh we not gon' take her (Yuh) You know how I give it up, I got flavor to savor (Rawr) Told your lil bitch, come swing my way She bend it back, I hit it out the frame (Yeah) Young Basqui here, show you how far I came (Yeah) Blonde bitch tryna fuck, get the bill [?] Clap for a boss boss, big dog, warm up (Wah wah) Rua, shogun, sex tape with Casca (Wah wah) Crash out Paul Walk, y'all niggas talk talk (Wak wak) And I cut em all off, then went and bought a sawed off (Wah wah wah) And I'm a genius, gza Bitch, you a Schoolboy, need a sza I sold a Jay Rock in elementary All you gonna see is K-Dots, and you keep tripping And to be honest, I'm the Top Dawgy Tell your lil boyfriend to come out the closet Out the hyperbolic, planet Broward County Yeah I got Z-Fighters, Teen Gohan, no Yamchas [Bridge] I was in North Carolina Tryna fuck her legs off Took her shirt off, twist it round her head Wave it like a helicopter Feel like night at the improv: Y'all niggas comical I might just skirt off Hit a nigga block with the K, get caught by the helicopter (Yuh) [Chorus] Killer, dealer Hydrogen filler (Rah) And I'm in the cut on Sizzurp Oh, you teach arts and crafts? Let's scissor (Yeah yeah) Hit her, Twitter Or dm me on Insta (Brr) I just got the hoe out the motel six And you took her out to dinner (Yuh) [Post-Chorus] I see about ten of them, dog One my one, I'm finna pick them off (Pew pew pew pew pew pew) Say you sset and you know you fraud Hk, sk, nigga take y'all off (Grr) And my walk in a badmon, y'all I'm a Broward County nigga, I ain't fan of them, dog (Yuh) I just made me an M and M, dog Put a bag on your head, get you top chopped off (Bah bah bah bah bah)
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