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Scott, thank you for fucking with me Helluva made this beat, baby Yeah (think bout, when a nigga didn't have, when I told a joke) Hahahaha (ay, didn't laugh, ay) I think bout When a nigga didn't have When a nigga told a joke and the bitches didn't laugh Now they all in my DMs, ready to sock it to my pocket All out of pocket, beggin' me to fuck with they ass I think bout When a nigga didn't have When a nigga told a joke and the bitches didn't laugh It's all gravy, I need cash before the ass Leave the car on, cause when I finish I'mma do the dash 20k my choosin' fee, you ain't got it, that's too bad Bape trenchcoat on, look like I left sciencе class Bitch fire, her neck avеrage, I call her C class Clip on that Glock long as hell, like Guapdad durag High as kites off these Kyries, had to pour up to come down Took that bitch to the fair since she like fucking with clowns Look like I did the Hokey Pokey, for that bag I turn around Up in Philly choppin' game with Trigga and OG Brown Bitch, how you like me now? Spent a bag on a smile Start a moshpit with the thugs like we up at Rolling Loud Letras de cancionesA fan stepped on my cleats, I start knockin' at the crowd Took the tag off my purples, I don't like my drip loud I think bout When a nigga didn't have When a nigga told a joke and the bitches didn't laugh Now they all in my DMs, ready to sock it to my pocket All out of pocket, beggin' me to fuck with they ass I think bout When a nigga didn't have When a nigga told a joke and the bitches didn't laugh It's all gravy, I need cash before the ass Leave the car on, cause when I finish I'mma do the dash I got a BeBe and a CeCe, you can call me Oscar Proud I be paranoid as fuck when my high start coming down Double park the pickup, them boys love me in the 'jects Cleat shopping with [?] and Ricky, got a 50 in his sweats Bitch asked me who I was when I whipped out a check Told the bitch I'm just visiting, I play for the Mets Cap so hard, I need a Von Dutch hat with the net Later on put on my bitch, she opened up, we play catch And I been feeling [?] since lil' mama checked me 80 And I been eatin' good, mashed potatoes with the gravy And when I'm off this dog, I'm so outta Jerry Rice in my account, Warren Sapp all in my pocket I think bout When a nigga didn't have When a nigga told a joke and the bitches didn't laugh Now they all in my DMs, ready to sock it to my pocket All out of pocket, beggin' me to fuck with they ass I think bout When a nigga didn't have When a nigga told a joke and the bitches didn't laugh It's all gravy, I need cash before the ass Leave the car on, cause when I finish I'mma do the dash You now listenin' to No Shame 3 And when I'm off this dog, I'm so outta pocket I'm a clumsy motherfucker, I be breaking wallets From Letras Mania