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    Super
    Super-super
    Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope shit
    Supercalifragilisticexpiali-dope shit (d-d-damn son)

    I'm a vanilla in the fuckin' coupe, finna pull up on your boo, baby
    True baby, I can't fuck with you, boohoo, baby
    Woah, baby, pull up on your thot, she gon' fold, baby
    Woah, baby, woah, baby, she just wanna– (oh, baby)
    (Supercalifragili–) gas what I smoke, baby
    I walk in the door, better hide your ho, baby (supercali–)
    Hella bitches on me, HBO (super-super)
    I'm always gettin' paid, PTO

    And she cook for me, clean for me, get the script for me
    Act lonely, but when she with me, put that neck on me
    Macaroni in pot the way I stir it up (ooh)
    Sound like we were makin' mac and cheese, we just makin' love
    Woo, bitch, first name: Papi
    Middle name: Get the Change, last name Hauri, truly
    But call me Versace
    So much sauce, bitch, I bleed teriyaki (sauce)
    And I'm still tryna fuck Kehlani
    Got some rich pussy, had to join Illuminati
    It's all good though, I done learned me karate
    Make a bitch fold 'cause I can, origami (origami)

    Oh, oh, Hibachi
    On God, bitch, Walahi
    Mm, Yahtzee
    Ayy, ooh

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    Gas what I smoke, baby, ooh
    Gas what I smoke, baby (ooh)
    Gas what I smoke, baby, ooh
    Gas what I smoke, baby (ooh)
    Gas what I smoke, baby, ooh
    Gas what I smoke, baby (ooh)
    Gas what I smoke, baby
    Gas what I smo–

    I'm a vanilla in the fuckin' coupe, finna pull up on your boo, baby
    True baby, I can't fuck with you, boohoo, baby
    Woah, baby, pull up on your thot, she gon' fold, baby
    Woah, baby, woah, baby, she just wanna– (oh, baby)
    (Supercalifragili–) gas what I smoke, baby (smoke)
    I walk in the door, better hide your ho, baby (hide your ho, supercali–)
    Hella bitches on me, HBO (super-super)
    I'm always gettin' paid, PTO (baby)

    I said fuck it, I'm tryna win before I kick the bucket
    Hate it or love it, I'm in the game until I'm 50 somethin'
    And from the jump, got that rump, your bitch made the muffins
    I'm known to cook, peep the hook, Easy Bake Oven
    I just bought a wrist for like 80K
    I just got your bitch to the crib and slayed
    Overnight shippin', baby, no delay
    I'm the mailman, posted with your ho today
    I'm on UPS, undisputed pimp shit
    Limp wrist, Mr. Postman to these bitches
    She gave the envelope a lick and I ship dick
    Your bitch got the flat rate box, baby, tsk-tsk

    Get your ass molly whopped right outside the coffee shop
    If you like to talk, talk, talk, talk
    She treat me like a lollipop, Narnia my pocket watch
    Shawty on Cthulhu with the sloppy top, ooh

    Gas what I smoke, baby, ooh
    Gas what I smoke, baby (ooh)
    Gas what I smoke, baby
    Gas what I smo–

    I'm a vanilla in the fuckin' coupe, finna pull up on your boo, baby
    True baby, I can't fuck with you, boohoo, baby
    Woah, baby, pull up on your thot, she gon' fold, baby
    Woah, baby, woah, baby, she just wanna– (oh, baby)
    (Supercalifragili–) gas what I smoke, baby (smoke)
    I walk in the door, better hide your ho, baby (hide your ho, supercali–)
    Hella bitches on me, HBO (super-super)
    I'm always gettin' paid, PTO (baby)

    Yeah, baby
    If this ain't the hottest thing smokin'
    You must be out of your goddamn mind

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