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Yeah You don't wanna be me, no You don't see me, no Can't get past me, no Can't get past me, no You don't wanna be me, no They don't wanna see me, no Can't get past me, no Can't get past me Are you cool? No, no Are you sick? No, no You do tricks? No, no You get chicks? No, no I got style, yeah yeah I got stee, yeah yeah Suck on deez, yeah yeah My time ain't free, no no Dropped out high school (Yeah) Job lined up (Yeah) I have no fucks (Nah) My brain is mush (Yeah) The bank just called (Ring) They game me cheque (Yeah) They took your house (Uh) Letras de cancionesNow you're in debt Look mama, no hands I just made a hunnid bands Runnin' like the runnin' man Apollo with the sun in hand Look mama, no hands I just made a hunnid bands Runnin' like the runnin' man Apollo with the sun in hand You don't wanna be me, no You don't see me, no Can't get past me, no Can't get past me, no You don't wanna be me, no They don't wanna see me, no Can't get past me, no Can't get past me Kick, push, jump, hit Button-mash, kill shit Rich bitch, thick lips Butt twerk, smashin' When I get some money I'ma spend it on some dumb shit Let's go crazy stupid fuck around and just keep moshin' Turn the heat on We might blow up Can you catch us? Can you keep up? Turn the heat on We might blow up Can you keep up? Can you The fuck, the fuck you mean Look mama, no hands I just made a hunnid bands Runnin' like the runnin' man Pull up with the sun in hand Look mama, no hands I just made a hunnid bands Runnin' like the runnin' man Pull up with the sun in hand You don't wanna be me, no You don't see me, no Can't get past me, no Can't get past me, no You don't wanna be me, no They don't wanna see me, no Can't get past me, no Can't get past me From Letras Mania