
Joe Exotic (Freestyle) WESTSIDE BOOGIE
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[Intro]
Stack that bitch up, Mike, hm
Put it on me (Ooh)
[Verse]
Yo, I think I gotta give the cap, God, somethin', mm
I bought a Zip' and then got taxed five hunnid, ooh
I hit my ex, I feel the backslide comin'
Told myself, "This be my last time fuckin'," ugh (This the last time)
I could make a hunnid just from sellin' crewnecks
I'm a Campanella nigga but I love the blue checks, ugh
Crying 'bout the bitch in the fuckin' groupchat
"Old clingy-ass nigga, still ain't let her loose yet," ugh
That's how niggas be a lot
I be by myself because I tend to overthink a lot
Probably why I drink a lot
No, that ain't your man, you just usin' him for props, ugh
No, you ain't at war with your imaginary opps
Told a nigga who I am, all that trolling on the 'Gram
Strip a nigga of his pride, make him start an OnlyFans, ugh, yo-yo
I can't be out hеre holdin' hands, can't be puttin' bitches on
I can nеver fold again, oh my God
Think it's time, I feel a backslide comin', ugh
I hit my ex 'cause I think tax time comin', ugh
I fit the family in the red five hunnid...
Stack that bitch up, Mike, hm
Put it on me (Ooh)
[Verse]
Yo, I think I gotta give the cap, God, somethin', mm
I bought a Zip' and then got taxed five hunnid, ooh
I hit my ex, I feel the backslide comin'
Told myself, "This be my last time fuckin'," ugh (This the last time)
I could make a hunnid just from sellin' crewnecks
I'm a Campanella nigga but I love the blue checks, ugh
Crying 'bout the bitch in the fuckin' groupchat
"Old clingy-ass nigga, still ain't let her loose yet," ugh
That's how niggas be a lot
I be by myself because I tend to overthink a lot
Probably why I drink a lot
No, that ain't your man, you just usin' him for props, ugh
No, you ain't at war with your imaginary opps
Told a nigga who I am, all that trolling on the 'Gram
Strip a nigga of his pride, make him start an OnlyFans, ugh, yo-yo
I can't be out hеre holdin' hands, can't be puttin' bitches on
I can nеver fold again, oh my God
Think it's time, I feel a backslide comin', ugh
I hit my ex 'cause I think tax time comin', ugh
I fit the family in the red five hunnid...
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