[Verse 1: Hella Sketchy]
'Llari stole my swag, I gotta get it back
He’s all on my track whoa
Yeah he’s all on my track
Pollari stole my swag, he’s all on my track
I might chase a bag get a foreign all black
Your bitch hit my phone just for a follow back
Why am I so sad? Got all of these racks
Smoking out the pack, shawty do not gag
I just popped a Xan, now I’m feeling like Mike
Mix it with the Perc got me feeling alright, whoa
'signer in my closet, yeah Fendi, Off-White, whoa
Pull up on your bitch and I fuck her all night, yea
Fuckin’ on your shawty real slow
Pass the double cup, that’s a four
I secure the bag and then I go, whoa
Off of these drugs movin’ slo-mo
Fuck everyone in this fuckin’ stu
Y’all just want a verse, Sketchers nothin’ new
Chicken noodle soup, bitch I’m off the goop
Skrr skrr skrr, in the coupe
All I wanna say, I just wanna get paid
Fuckin' on your bitch, I just fucked your main, whoa
I just fucked your main, whoa
Met her on a plane
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