[Verse 1: Scarypoolparty]
We are not the same
Steezy on my fame
Money, hoes, drama
No cap to my commas
Walking down the line
Sipping on that lean
Gucci on my jeans
Nothing to my name
Man, $500 on my Balenciagas
A flock of dudes in the day smoking marijuana
I'm out of room, baby mama, don't you wish I was smarter?
Don't take me for a sucker, don't take me for a sucker now

[Chorus: Scarypoolparty]
Los Angeles hustlers
Los Angeles hustlers
Don't break no code
Don't break no code
Los Angeles hustlers
Los Angeles hustlers
Don't break no code
Don't break no code

[Verse 2: Scarypoolparty]
Car beaming bright, aim, lock sight
Feeling like a sad boy trapped in disguise
Highest in the Zoom call, that's no surprise
I think I got a problem, but it ain't my problem
Tell my friends relax, take a Xanax
Sit back, relax and chill the fuck out
I'm not the one who bites that hand that feeds you
Jesus deluxe, the one I am who feeds you
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