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[Intro]
Fantom

[Verse 1]
Yeah, must not want me to act an ass
Niggas want smoke, I pass the gas
Milkin' this shit like half and half
Two nights of the Drake, that's back to back
I had a nigga that text my phone like "Bae, get ready, go pack a bag"
Said he on his way in the back of the cab, I said "Hold on, I have to laugh" (Hahahaha)
On the gang, niggas broke as hell, ain't doing well, straight buffing
I'm cupcakKe but I'll muff a bitch so motherfuckers just call me "Muffins" (Brrra)
Couple bitches claimin' they want smoke 'til I pull up with the Dutches
Come around, screamin' "Ten toes down", be the same bitches with crutches
Yeah, bitch, no, I'm not feelin' ya
Fuck 12, no pedophilia
Keep a bank with me like Azealia
Want a verse, then I'm billin' ya
Nigga thought he was gettin' ass
If you show cash, just throw bread
But I think the fuck not like Cardi forehead
Underrated but I know they hate it and ain't no debating that I'm elevating
Ever since I made it, niggas that I dated acting aggravated, 'cause I'm fragulated
You send ten bands for a verse back but your verse whack so I got you waiting
And every time I send a verse back, they on thin ice 'cause they know I'm skating
Mad bitches lurking on Instagram, tryna find out where my wealth 'bout
Same bitches walkin' in Walmart to get free shit in self-checkout
Let it marinate, give it ten seconds
Different L's, just different lessons
Now this nigga wanna share blessings 'cause the pussy tighter than a pair of leggings
I'm cool, nigga, I'm good, nigga, I'm so damn straight
Put a nigga in quarantine when he see the chopper, make 'em don't leave gate
And when I need that Birkin bag, don't go in stores, I call up Drake
And you know I stomp the yard in this bitch, when I make wine from the grapes