(All, I need)
Your all I need
(You are all, I need)
Need
(All, I need)
(You are all, I)
(uh)
You drop one track
Now you think you the swift
He's a chair, babe
I advise you to sit
Because I've been the king of rap
I know it's hard to admit
But bro, I'm the OG
You the counterfeit like
Like, throw in my cash
And I ain't let it go now
Throw in my money
Like it ain't tomorrow now
Yeah, I'm having fun with my life
Yeah, I'm finna get a new wife
Cuz thats my money
Flying in the air
Thats my money
Flying everywhere
That's my money
Flying in the air, air
So, I want you to
Drop it Drop it
Drop it like it's hot
Drop it Drop it
Drop it if you not
Drop it Drop it
Drop it like it's hot
Yea, yea drop it like it's hot now
You will never hear my name
And some drugs
And some guns together
I'm so clean
I'm so clean
Than your ex, fella
Yeah
You will never hear my name
And some bad drama
Lookin' for the baby mama's cause
I'm steppin' in
Steppin' out
Yeah
I could whisper
And I could shout
Like
Baby be mine
Baby be mine
I said
Baby be mine
Baby be mine
Because
It's a church boy
It's a church child
It's a cook out
Right in the south
We goin' pop
Pop, pop
And the lights out
It's gonna be
On mute
Like it's a black out
And I finna
Get my throws
And my kicks out
Yeah
I'm finna
Run this race
Like a church boy
Run into this
Holy waste
I'm like
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