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[Intro]
Mom, I made Varsity
Helix Tears
[Chorus]
I just came to fuck it up
No, I haven't done enough
Shit is bumpin' in the club
Oreos up in my blunt
Man, that shit is double stuffed
And you swear you smoking Runtz
We get money every day
You get money twice a month
I just came to fuck it up
No, I haven't done enough
Shit is bumpin' in the club
Oreos up in my blunt
Man, that shit is double stuffed
And you swear you smoking Runtz
We get money every day
You get money twice a month
[Verse]
Hit the deli, what's up ock
In the club like some Ciroc
Feel likе Melo, pass the rock
Man, I got this shit on lock
See you comin' for the spot
But I'm speeding to thе top
Swear y'all love to stir the pot
Always acting like some opps
And I got it on me, you could smell it a mile away
You could see in my eyes that I'm tired
I been up working, gettin' high for some days
I don't give a fuck, fuck what you heard
I feel like the shit, give a fuck what you say
Swear you got it, oh you on one today
Stop, bitch get the fuck out my way
Mom, I made Varsity
Helix Tears
[Chorus]
I just came to fuck it up
No, I haven't done enough
Shit is bumpin' in the club
Oreos up in my blunt
Man, that shit is double stuffed
And you swear you smoking Runtz
We get money every day
You get money twice a month
I just came to fuck it up
No, I haven't done enough
Shit is bumpin' in the club
Oreos up in my blunt
Man, that shit is double stuffed
And you swear you smoking Runtz
We get money every day
You get money twice a month
[Verse]
Hit the deli, what's up ock
In the club like some Ciroc
Feel likе Melo, pass the rock
Man, I got this shit on lock
See you comin' for the spot
But I'm speeding to thе top
Swear y'all love to stir the pot
Always acting like some opps
And I got it on me, you could smell it a mile away
You could see in my eyes that I'm tired
I been up working, gettin' high for some days
I don't give a fuck, fuck what you heard
I feel like the shit, give a fuck what you say
Swear you got it, oh you on one today
Stop, bitch get the fuck out my way
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