[Intro]
Yo, Ned
I be lookin' at bitches like, no, that's not a picture of you, like, that's-, that's-, that's not future you, that's-, that's your soul, that's your soul (Rent free, rent free, free, rent free)
(Trap-A-Holics Mixtapes)
(Real trap shit)
[Verse 1]
I'm in the back lot, nonchalant (Rent free)
He wearin' cardigons, cardigan
He said, "Can you please rap again?"
I said, "I'd much rather drink soda, and
Chill with your homies on a couch"
Then I wanna dance on it, how's that?
They bring their robbers to a party 'cause I'm party crashin'
When I came out the womb, my mom was like, "Damn, I'm glad this happen"
I hate surprises so I'm like, "Damn, why this fuckin' happen"
Hopefully it all works out in the end
And, um, hopefully I still keep on workin' out with me
'Cause I don't do it for you nigga, I do it for me (I do it for me)
So that means a lotta stuff's not really workin' for me
I'm in a photo with this dumb girl and I was doin' jump ropes
I don't know how to use Jackie Chan's stunt hoes
I am my own illusion, I'm in my own realm
Overseas, they was like, lution and I was like, luton
Prove 'em, I shouldn't lose 'em (Rent free)
'Cause I'm a winner, I'm a bee, stinger
Like hands, it's a choker, nope, it's really a belt, bend over
Yo, Ned
I be lookin' at bitches like, no, that's not a picture of you, like, that's-, that's-, that's not future you, that's-, that's your soul, that's your soul (Rent free, rent free, free, rent free)
(Trap-A-Holics Mixtapes)
(Real trap shit)
[Verse 1]
I'm in the back lot, nonchalant (Rent free)
He wearin' cardigons, cardigan
He said, "Can you please rap again?"
I said, "I'd much rather drink soda, and
Chill with your homies on a couch"
Then I wanna dance on it, how's that?
They bring their robbers to a party 'cause I'm party crashin'
When I came out the womb, my mom was like, "Damn, I'm glad this happen"
I hate surprises so I'm like, "Damn, why this fuckin' happen"
Hopefully it all works out in the end
And, um, hopefully I still keep on workin' out with me
'Cause I don't do it for you nigga, I do it for me (I do it for me)
So that means a lotta stuff's not really workin' for me
I'm in a photo with this dumb girl and I was doin' jump ropes
I don't know how to use Jackie Chan's stunt hoes
I am my own illusion, I'm in my own realm
Overseas, they was like, lution and I was like, luton
Prove 'em, I shouldn't lose 'em (Rent free)
'Cause I'm a winner, I'm a bee, stinger
Like hands, it's a choker, nope, it's really a belt, bend over
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