I'm walking here
I'm seeing things you wouldn't even see was there
My hands are sticky picking trees up off a pear
I spend my time just trying to think up what to wear
I put my blicky up like: Hands up in the air
Might fuck around and find myself a billionaire
Stay looking dapper, every dummy cop a stare
I'm nonstop on this fucking StairMaster
She get slop when she near me, think faster
I move cray, got no daddy, I'm a bastard
I'm debt free when you see me, no FASFA
Piss me off and I'ma turn into a– what?
Piss me off and I'ma move like Casper
Bitch, hold your fucking tongue, I didn't ask ya
Gotta hold my fucking breath to walk past ya 'cause y'all stink
And I don't really give a fuck what you think
Feeling like I'm in a new cream mink
Feeling like you can't stop me
Stop me, yeah, what's up
Xa, xa, xa

And I ain't even mean to get like this
I don't even ride dick, on cocky shit like this
Stay racing to the finish, when the deadline is
And I ain't tryna open for 'em, I'ma headline it
Birds, feather, flock together where the business is
And yeah, I fuck with what you're doing, what this fabric is
Aim to get myself together, please don't laugh in my face
Sometimes I be feeling so out of place
Wow, what a world
Now I know some shit I didn't know before
I know I really never know a thing at all
And I could even get fresh in the fall
Make it rain in the spring
Banana bitch, I ain't tripping 'bout a–
Hoes die, rats run, birds sing
And I could change everything
I can have anything
And I could change everything
Yeah, I can have anything
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