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Kory Chester
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Joe Rodriguez
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Randy Ngo
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D!EFUSE
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Lyrics
Momma told me, "Make a living", so I'm out here getting bread
I only smoke on gas pack, middle finger to the feds
That bitch wanna give me head. I'mma pass her to the bro
I said, "Sorry, but I got my loyal baby back home"
See me out here making moves. Me and Session doggin' fools
Back the fuck up, pussy boy, before my drip gon' drop on you
Talking like you know us, but you don't know shit, so keep it cool
I don't beef with motherfuckers cause they just gon' switch on you
Bro, that shit true. One rule that I live by: Don't get comfortable
Believing people when they saying that they really fuck with you
We only fucked one time, lil baby, and I'm not in love with you
If I recall correctly, you got a hubby at home who fuck with you
Same **** flexin' dollars same ones cry when rent is due
Honestly, my ****, get the fuck away. Can't fuck with you
Living with your baby mama and you sleeping on the couch
You only one argument away from getting kicked the fuck out
For the clout
Man, I'm not gon' lie, to me, this shit's disgusting
Hatin' in your fucking veins, you **** sick, need Robitussin
If a **** tell you his dreams, you are quick to tell 'em they nothing
If a **** tell you they wanna win, then you tell 'em they bluffing
You think all the hatred you have really has no repercussions
Having babies daily, then you say it's cheaper by the dozen
Y'all be buggin', holy shit. I guess your momma gave you no lovin'
Okay, baby, I fuck one time, have no bun up in your oven
That's a fake flexing motherfucker. You ain't got no bag, boy
I'm feeling sorry for your ass cause you gon' finish last, boy
High off some cannabis, my head's up in the clouds
I can't listen at the moment cause I'm in my zone now
Teacher used to tell me, "Focus", but I thought that shit was boring
So I started smoking trees to get my mind in proper motion
Bitch, we flowin' like the ocean. You ain't heard a sound like this
Let me grab some doja, wrap it up real quick, and spit my shit
If we tokin' on the track, then you know this shit legit
Boy, you hit. Mad at me cause your girl look like Lilo and Stitch
You a bitch. I don't know. You can't hop that picket fence
All a **** know is I'm about to count some dividends
You a hoe. ****, so? I get smoking all this weed
I feel like I'm a UFO. That's your girlfriend, I already know
Already hit it three times up in a row, that's tic-tac-toe
All this money in my hand. I guess I'm reaping what I sow
Written by: Joe Rodriguez, Kory Chester, Randy Ngo