Ay
It’s lil shamu, hah
I think I'ma let the beat rock
Uh, uhh
Walking 'round my whole team we look like
Nah Calamitá go ahead man
Walking 'round, my whole team we look like cats
I was tryna smoke, he pass me a bat
Boy don’t pass me that, I'm looking for gas
Boy don’t Zelle me shit, I'ma need some cash
Talking down on gang, so we on yo ass
Talk down on my betty, so I'm on yo ass
My boys hate your boys, watch out for the crash out
SRT, uh-huh, we gon' pull up fast
SRT, uh-huh, we could dip out quick, yeah
He want know my gender? He tryna suck my dick, yeah
I give betty my phone, come take a picture
That bitch she missing Miami, I know she miss her
Fuck a Glock, I'm tryna pull up with a missile
Yeah, and I forgot her name but I miss her
Hol up I think I remember, is it crystal?
Sippin' liquor on the beach, we getting tipsy
And I'm serving like a Mordecai, I look just like Rigby though
Going crazy (going stupid)
You just played yourself, Larry David
She know how I think and I hate it
She get to it fast, ain’t no waiting
Betty I'ma put you in the latest
Lot of hoes, none of them is basic
Your favorite rapper probably out here chasing
Your favorite rapper probably out here chasing
Pull up in a SRT, we racing
I'on give a fuck about the time bitch
I could do this shit day n' night bitch
Betty fucked me up, she ruined my mind bitch
Anywhere I go, I just get reminded
I ain’t fucking with it, go inside yeah
I'ma find a blunt, I'ma light it
Alcohol in me, I'm misguided
And I can’t even see the shit I’m typing
I used to think Miami was an island
Now I’m real mad its not an island
And I can’t save her like Weiland
That boy in my DM's just wilding
I'ma pull the strap out, wait a sec
Pull the strap out now he flying
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