Lyrics

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Imma pull up in the whip like this
I just pull up and I swag like this
Imma flex on yo bitch like this
Tweakin on that shit, hit my dance like this
Lookin like a hippie
Posi Mob with me
Swag Hello Kitty
Takin shots like fifty
Keezy1 got the swag of the century
Swag so clean but my whip so filthy
I might be a killa
Runnin in yo house I'm a real lick hitta
Shoutout NVO, shoutout EVOL and ETAH
Boy I'm growing fangs, I'm a different kind of creature (alright)
Imma smack the bitch on her ass like this
Finish on the face, make her swallow all my kids
Think I lost my mind, think I'm going fuckin schitz
I be in the woods like some leaves and some sticks
Riding BMX pullin up doin tricks
Psilocybin mushrooms, I might take a fucking trip
Reppin Posi Mob cuz you know we the shit
I been falling over, think I need a walking stick
Angel number birthday, real capricorn
I just looked in the mirror and I had fucking horns
Cousin still in the field and he throwin up them four's
I be having breakdowns like a motherfucking Ford
Imma keep on goin like a Honda Accord
Keezy1 not tall, Keezy1 very short
Lil junkie ass bitch all she know is fuck and snort
Fuck around with the mob and you know we gon extort (alright)
Imma pull up in the whip like this
I just pull up and I swag like this
Imma flex on yo bitch like this
Tweakin on that shit, hit my dance like this
Imma pull up in the whip like this
I just pull up and I swag like this
Imma flex on yo bitch like this
Tweakin on that shit, hit my dance like this
Written by: Brandon Christopher McCartney, Caleb Wesley Orque
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