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Ayy, ayy, just talk some **** for a se—(Cobra, heart) Uh(Cobra, heart)These things got shine upon no door (Ayy)Door (Brother) , uh (Ayy, nigga)These things got shine upon no door, stormUh, lampin' in the HamptonsLooking for estates, not a mansionScanning for the acreage in the pamphletI think this the big one, SanfordSon got his fourth number one in a row, I'm a champion (Woo)Don't tap the glassy, rather tap the pedal on the chassi'Call it Jasper, it's blowin' gassyThem boys ain't got no rhythm, uptempo got em aggyShe spongin' up my plankton, it got her moving crabbyTook the plane to Martha (Phew) , damn, how much it cost ya?Blink and it's 182, Travis BarkerBut this the baby one, this the larvaEasier to gеt from Sag HarborAll bargain, all August, AustraliaPicked up another bag, no garbageI'm tirеd if we keeping it facts, huh, huhFuck work, bro, I need to relax, huh, huhPiece of mind, what I need to get back, yeah, uh(Cobra, heart) These things got shine upon no door, doorUh (Cobra, heart) , these things got shine upon no door, doorYeah, I'm grindin' like it's '02 (Grinding)Beating on the tableI'm tryna tag a hundred million dollarsOut the label (Boring)To you, that's just a fableI'll show up with a camera and rulerJust in case it's hard for them to get my angleI'm with my nigga Lionel, uhBluffing on an island, uhTalkin' bout a village we can build, I'm feeling tribal, uhFreedom is my destination, praying that it's finalShip that car for three M'sAnd they forgot to send the title, goddamn itThe moment where your idol is your rival (Woo)I'm flying through the fire, and I ain't break a sweat yetI keep a lil' water in the vial (Woof)Nino brown necklace, custom-made LexusLust in my body made commitment see the exitI pray to God I settle down and stop the second-guessin'Guilt from **** got me emotionally regressin'Until then, I'm pollywog leaping in affection, now, IThese things got shine upon no door, door, uh(T-that guilt follow me like a bird or something)These things got shine upon no door, doorAyy, I gave niggas shoulders they can cry onI ain't like their nature so I had to switch the biomeThey ain't seein' green from me, I'm switching to an iPhoneFuck who y'all calling the bestI seen their ticket sales (Tch) , give it a restThey got y'all craniums hexedI'm on the road to doin' stadiums nextBut y'all keep counting me out, like, what's the cheat code?Clumsy-ass niggas still worried about a street codeWe supposed to own the ballAnd y'all worried bout shooting free throwsFor dumb dollas (Uh) , don dadas (Uh) , from sun dodgersThe catalyst to all the world's problemsWhite bitches saying period at end of the sentenceBut wouldn't let the black girls they copyInside their kitchen (Man, you a coon, shut up)Listen, shit, I be off the coast broAway from these crumbs countin' bread, eatin' toast, broBackseat of the PhantomTell the driver move it slow mo' (Uh)I want them to see me like the bottom of a boat, broBuddy bad mouth me so we clean 'emWith the scope, bro (Phew-phew-phew)We don't brush it offWe keep a stick to chew and blow bro, big pauseYou need a big jaw to talk these numbers (Uh)I'm giving niggas time to tuck they summerThe ears yellow like the two niggasThat spaz on Frontin' (Damn)Forty fumes, only gas I'm puffin' (Phew-phew)Nigga, it's nothin', come get with me, roofHuh, bitch(Cobra, heart) These things got shine upon no door, door(Door, door; Cobra) Niggas gon' ride to this(Door; Heart) , for all the momentsYeah
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