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Yeah
Can you turn me up
Yo
Soch punchin in I'm never tappin out
I got Versace robes and sweaters in this frigid
Oh so that's what you talkin shit about
I see my reflection in the mirror
I get it now
Yeah my haters never outside
They always inside
They always switch sides
I never switch sides
Me I only switch rides
Electric whip got the Tesla
Switched into quick drive
Back with the triple burger
Sippa told me get fries
Carnivore diet
Eatin beats up in the meantime
Cant step to me
The girls in with her too fine
Spotted gettin you sick out like its leprosy
Im at the steakhouse
No food but the check for me
With a dame blowin
Cause the game like a referee
Then we at the spa
And we takin in amenities
Im a be fresh as hell
When the feds check for me
Dont check for me
I never even check the text
Unless the message say
They gotta check for me
They wont invest in me
I sit back and let the smoke raise
I dont care im ina hoe phase
My bitch she go both ways
I be beepin and I gesture her
She wanted me I message her
Then she bought my ass a messenger
Yall always preachin bout sayin
You got Fear of God
But you in that cheap shit
Wearin an Essentials shirt
I got no time to waste
I got all kinda dates
I got exes hittin my phone
And they tryin to play
But she a alcoholic
And you know I called it
Cause she came over and kissed me
I got that little vodka taste
So im chillin with bitches
The crib sittin by the lake
Four on each side of my body
Like spider legs
They try to help me sound dumb
I aint tryin to change
Girl come here and get that mouth numb
From the lidocaine
I am the final boss
Playin on the final game
Flickin ashes
Surfin in the barrel of a tidal wave
Flickin ashes
Surfin in the barrel of a tidal wave
Flickin ashes
Surfin in the barrel of a tidal wave
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Maxx Socher
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