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    I'm givin' my number to any bitch
    Lookin' like Ronda
    I'm gonna stall, I'm takin' many pics
    I'm thinkin' 'bout havin' many kids
    Even some are gon' be like: Goddamn that's a lot of kids
    Hit 'em with it, get 'em with out of the hits
    I'm thinkin' will I put 'em out of the bitch
    Like the $uicideBoy$, kill ‘em all, rest in piss
    Sip on La Croix the buzz that I missed
    Talkin' 'bout somethin' that I never did
    I talk to myself, and all my seven chicks
    They love to go down just like your relevance
    I'm a rapper, but my name isn't Chance
    Come to my show, people think I'm intense
    Don't look at me, somethin' wrong with your lens
    One day the money's gon' be for the Benz
    Flow be so dirty, it needed a cleanse
    I'm in my zone, I went through this shit alone
    Didn't have no friends, talk to myself we always get along
    I'm still learnin', I'm still fuckin' up, correct me if I'm wrong
    Talkin' business more than usual that means I'm out with Sean (88)
    Never yellow in my urinal, I'm always drinkin' on that Pellegrino
    I been rockin' my own merch, I'm makin' way more green than CeeLo
    I saw people from my school, they all turned out to be some weirdos
    I don't need no education, Internet's my favorite teacher

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    Aye, aye, told 'em, told 'em
    Told that bitch that I don't really give a fuck 'bout you
    Told that man that he gotta quit, it ain't cool
    Makin' up for the competition that I ain't do
    As a teen, all the fighting and theem wars virtual
    Now I'm gettin' old, and my dick is gettin' older
    Keep 7 bitches on my phone like a folder
    One day was 18, man I was a toddler
    Damn, home school felt like yesterday
    I worked at my mom's cafe
    Met a girl like every day
    It's my only social place
    They thought I was from LA
    No I'm not, but now I'm here
    Tryna fill my parents' plate
    They call me up like every day
    People say I'm good, they say I get what I should
    Tell me not to worry, everything will go real smooth
    People think I'm Dory, I'm forgettin' 'bout my hood
    Man should I be sorry for just doin' somethin' new
    Man these dudes, gotta be more quiet than they think
    They be hella sure, but I always say amen
    Do the shit for the people that look like me
    So the girls can see them when they think of me
    And not that kid that throw that fit
    'Cause he didn't get straight A's all week

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    Composition: Brian Imanuel

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