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    Dwilly make it weird, go

    Back in the 'rage, stressed as shit, oh well
    I ain't sure which whip to pick
    I guess ex mad, I got a X-class whatever, bitch
    No gas, hot pink, I ain't even drivin' it right
    Hunnid on the dash, pink underglow light
    Baby got his bag so we tied it up tight
    Lay the pipe on a freak, wearin' nothing but Nikes
    Nothing but snake eyes when I roll the dice
    Elephants scared of me, bitch, I'm a mice
    Made a hundred bands from the crypto, that's a heist
    I ain't really do shit, I ain't got advice
    Tried to get me for a fеat, but they can't afford the price

    Pricе, price, price, price, yeah, that shit went up
    Price, price, price, price, price, yeah like, stupid up
    Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, bitch, I'm cold as ice
    Swish from a three-point (yeah), boom goes the dynamite (uh-huh)
    I make it look easy, call it lemonade (lemonade)
    Only count in K's, yeah, that's every day, overpaid
    Your entire net worth, made it yesterday (yesterday)
    Bitch, check my resume (huh, yeah, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

    Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (bih)
    Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (bitch, bitch, bitch)
    Y'all probably thought I was gonna say some shit there, but nah
    Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

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    (How does it feel?)
    (Yeah, yeah, how does it feel?)

    Uh, ain't gonna miss your fuck shit, ayy
    Crib for the mom, I bought it, ayy
    Sippin' gin, no tonic, ayy
    Ain't no label, ain't no way
    Sunday work, no Chick-fil-A
    Bicep taxed from lifting weights
    Need that money, Melinda Gates
    Only interest-interest rates
    Eat a portobello so she think I'm a vegan
    She gon' suck my soul up, yeah, I need a resurrection
    Addicted to the green, think I need an intervention
    Teach a class, guap 101, want a lesson?

    Price, price, price, price, price, yeah, that shit went up
    Price, price, price, price, price, yeah like, stupid up
    Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, bitch, I'm cold as ice
    Swish from a three-point (yeah), boom goes the dynamite (uh-huh)
    I make it look easy, call it lemonade (lemonade)
    Only count in K's, yeah, that's every day, overpaid
    Your entire net worth, made it yesterday (yesterday)
    Bitch, check my resume (huh, yeah, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

    Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (bih)
    Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (bitch, bitch, bitch)
    Y'all probably thought I was gonna say some shit there, but nah
    Na-na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na-na (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

    (How does it feel?)
    (Yeah, yeah, how does it feel?)

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    Composición: David Wilson

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