[Chorus]
Them buck young schmucks
Trying to run on my will no feels
Like ugh, why you fucking with that?
Y'all niggas don't know how to do shit
Gotta uplift your phone
Fuck rhyme and die
Dumb, comma, dollar, dollar
Hollywood sign inside of your hands
Think I've been high 90 days straight
Day rave, pave then make haste
Be careful what you pray for (you just might get it)
And always read what's on the label
[Verse 1]
You gotta have it
You oughtta give them the heart you manage
You sorta average [?] man
You sorta savage
The god he passed [?]
We packed up his possessions until [?] done
Massive [?] emancipate the [?]
[?] seen the sun
[?] believe in truth
That's less than three and one of them to see
But the things you think it'd be swimming to be
Them buck young schmucks
Trying to run on my will no feels
Like ugh, why you fucking with that?
Y'all niggas don't know how to do shit
Gotta uplift your phone
Fuck rhyme and die
Dumb, comma, dollar, dollar
Hollywood sign inside of your hands
Think I've been high 90 days straight
Day rave, pave then make haste
Be careful what you pray for (you just might get it)
And always read what's on the label
[Verse 1]
You gotta have it
You oughtta give them the heart you manage
You sorta average [?] man
You sorta savage
The god he passed [?]
We packed up his possessions until [?] done
Massive [?] emancipate the [?]
[?] seen the sun
[?] believe in truth
That's less than three and one of them to see
But the things you think it'd be swimming to be
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