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[Verse 1]
Being a snotty nose never got me hoes
So I snot rocket bitch, adios
Then I got myself a bad bitch from El Barrio
She did anything for me, you ain't gotta know
She moved on to better things, got her a lot of dough
But I'm all good, sipping Arnold Palmer slow
To everyone I ever helped out or that's on a roll
It's cool if we ain't cool no more, I want you all to blow
Even before me, know it's lil old me
Never was Kobe, more like Ginobli
Less like Anakin, man I'm more like Obi
Scrambling eggs, OJ in the OE
If you my homie, yeah you better roast me
If you close to me you know it's Leppy Coqui
There's like four me's, Wik, Pat, Ralph, and Coach P
I'mma coach you, teach you how to toast B
[Chorus]
Fee Fi Fo Fum
New York Giant, here I come
Puer-Puerto Rican rum
We high, so drunk
Ballerina baby blue with Roc-a-fella 1s
And the low to match notice that it go with that, yup
Ladies knowin' that but all I really know is rappin'
Flow realer, gorilla all for that brass monk
I swear to god still smokin' clips from fuckin' last month
Being a snotty nose never got me hoes
So I snot rocket bitch, adios
Then I got myself a bad bitch from El Barrio
She did anything for me, you ain't gotta know
She moved on to better things, got her a lot of dough
But I'm all good, sipping Arnold Palmer slow
To everyone I ever helped out or that's on a roll
It's cool if we ain't cool no more, I want you all to blow
Even before me, know it's lil old me
Never was Kobe, more like Ginobli
Less like Anakin, man I'm more like Obi
Scrambling eggs, OJ in the OE
If you my homie, yeah you better roast me
If you close to me you know it's Leppy Coqui
There's like four me's, Wik, Pat, Ralph, and Coach P
I'mma coach you, teach you how to toast B
[Chorus]
Fee Fi Fo Fum
New York Giant, here I come
Puer-Puerto Rican rum
We high, so drunk
Ballerina baby blue with Roc-a-fella 1s
And the low to match notice that it go with that, yup
Ladies knowin' that but all I really know is rappin'
Flow realer, gorilla all for that brass monk
I swear to god still smokin' clips from fuckin' last month
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