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Hey, listen

Listen

Life got brazy, yeah

And this guap, yeah

It feel amazing

I was sad by...

Ay, ay, ay

Ay, listen



Life got brazy, and this guap, it's amazing

I was sad about my ex-bitch, but we just fixed relations

I just pulled up in my new whip, foreign, skrting, racing

Chop the xans, like I'm Jackie Chan, remixing them bases

Chop the xans, like I'm Jackie Chan, remixing them bases

Chop the xans, like I'm Jackie Chan, remixing them bases

Chop the xans, like I'm Jackie Chan, remixing them bases

Chop the xans, like I'm Jackie Chan, remixing them bases



I just pulled up, what the flex do

Diamond so go gadget, no ratchet, no pistols

I sip on mud, I came out the mud so resentful

Might smoke this cigarette, catch my drift of how I missed you

Can't spot these fuck niggas, they be hating like bitches do

So I just stack my paper and count these residuals

Ay, I'm in a foreign whip, I got the top back

Got big knots, I got big racks

Gotta get it good like I'm Vegeta

Boy, I'm the only real nigga and then some

Pay attention, you won't lose track, and I get none

Fuck up a check, just to make it back

Call up Todd, and tell him we the best

Got a milli on my chest

I'm now, fuck next

Fuck up a check, just to make it back

Call up Todd, and tell him we the best

Got a milli on my chest

I'm now, fuck next

Got a milli on my chest

I'm now, fuck next

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Life got brazy, and this guap, it's amazing

I was sad about my ex-bitch, but we just fixed relations

I just pulled up in my new whip, foreign, skrting, racing

Chop the xans, like I'm Jackie Chan, remixing them bases

Chop the xans, like I'm Jackie Chan, remixing them bases

Chop the xans, like I'm Jackie Chan, remixing them bases

Chop the xans, like I'm Jackie Chan, remixing them bases

Chop the xans, like I'm Jackie Chan, remixing them bases