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Ayy, uh
I do this cause I
Turn, turn it up a bit
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
Yo, yo, yo, ayy

I go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do shit 'cause I can (yeah)
I took care of my fam (ayy)
this was always the plan (yeah)
I go fly to Japan (ayy)
get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don't sand (no)
Thought that was the plan (yeah)

up, now I am the man (yeah)
It's shit you don't (ayy)
Popeye just the can
I don't fuck no fufu, that's not on my brand (ayy)
Call me when you need a (yeah)
In the bay I'm (ayy)
YSL on me, god
Tell me, why is your girlfriend my one fan? (yeah)
Always scrutinized, bags are super sized, why are you
Must have mixed us a different group of guys
Spot the truth or lies, I business
But I'm not in suit and
Just been (yeah, uh)
This shit fell into place (yeah)
500 my pace (ayy)
Drinking it to the face
and women, two things I don't chase (uh)
Don't got a to waste (yeah)
off I'm showing my face (yeah)
Shoutout my ace (uh)
They hate so much it's a (uh)
I put 'em back into (yeah)
I put your bitch in a
I snatch her, she's vanishing without a trace (yeah)

I might go up these bands (ayy)
I do this shit I can (yeah)
I just took of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was always the (yeah)
I go fly to Japan (ayy)
get a tan (yeah)
To the beach I don't sand (no)

Thought was always the plan (no)
Thought that was always the (no)
Thought was always the plan (ayy)
Did it I do it (no)
Thought that was the plan
I go fuck up these bands (ayy)
I do this 'cause I can (yeah)
I took care of my fam (ayy)
Thought this was the plan (yeah)

Uh, ten years this shit has been (ayy)
I'm like: The fuck you doing? (yeah)
Hall of fame, a shoe in
You'll never be Jordan, you're more Ewing (yeah)
Number one spot, I'm (ayy)
like: Who let you in? (yeah)
Money talks, I it fluent
Got of my bitch, I went got a new one
Quick that
This whack
Pack, that
Making stacks
This shit
She did (uh)
Taking a quick nap (yeah)
I go all and shit
Ain't gotta this shit
This shit's a freestyle, I ain't even write this
me some, Marty, and I'm finna light this shit (ayy, yeah)
My jaw on South Beach
is shit that they don't teach
go too far
Don't trap too
Bitch, reach like (uh)
Drugs got me on a level, lock jaw, got slow
I'm courtside, I got floor
to Rihanna like