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Yeah
It’s Drizzy, baby
You already know what it is
It’s the first time I’m high
It’s the first time I smoked in like 3 months
I’m sorry mom I had to do it to ‘em
Forty, I see you
Oh, I see you, homie
I stay late tonight, right
You know what happen when I stay late, heh
Yeah
Boy wonder
I swear it’s like this every single time
Toronto, I got you
I got us
Yeah
I’m a hard gotta get along wit’
Get on a song wit’
Where shit be going right
Well, I just flip it to the wrong shit
The team that I belong to
The artists I put on wit’
Don’t ever ask for nothin’
‘Cause them niggas got they own shit
Me 'n Weezy like a mouthful of hot peppers
Black Ferrari with the red seats
I call it playin’ checkers
I’m never doing verses
I’m forever giving lectures
If you’re tryna meet with money
I’d be happy to connect ya
Life is better than it’s ever been
Scheduling million dollar meetings with the president
Someone cut the lights, oh
Where is Thomas Edison
Got a new condo, watch me as I settle in
I deserve a MTV show for me and my people
And if you tryna zone, I got a whole swisha sweet full
Rappers are liars and they women are deceitful
Adding ‘til they subtract me, I never be a equal
Last place, Drizzy is the nigga in the lead now
Weezy told me just write every single thing you need down
Then he got it for me and I’m happy as can be now
‘Bout to start ballin’ like I’m coming off a rebound
Yeah
And I should have the most bragging rights
Because a nigga spit crack, bag it tight
Hate when rappers say they tryna get they swagger right
‘Cause I done came, I’m mo’ fire than a dragon fight
Fuck you, pussy ass hater, you should do you
You ain’t heard of me then you should go and get a blue’s clue
Oops, I mean a red clue
Wayne’s here, sooo woop
Bet he felt that like the end of a pool cue
But I ain’t banging, I ain’t waving no flag
I’m ATF but they ain’t seein’ no badge
It’s heartbreak Drake, I hate to see ‘em so sad
I could son you, see a little me in yo’ dad
I’m the same little boy that used to play up on Degrassi
He can pocket twenty thousand to be anywhere they ask, me
Cash like Johnny, banks like Ashley
Burning like a Camel Light
Stupid ho, ash me
But don’t ask me shit about me
And no the game really ain’t shit without me
She might have to pay me, but I dick her down free
Wanna know if it’s the truth then pull the zipper down and see
No homo, though
Yeah
Uh
I’m goin’ then
Drizzy, I got us
This is my promise
I’m a bring that barrel to them bitches
Eye liners and what I make up will fuck up your skin
I pick the buck up and buck, buck, then buck, buck again
I will butt fuck your friend, then suck up her twin
I put the buck up to him then buck, buck and buck, buck and buck, buck again
Suck nut, you duck fuck your unlovin’ kin
Now don’t rub it in
Like Lubriderm on a new tattoo, I had to
Kick my princess up, out my castle, dad who
Never had that dude
Always had a black tool
Even when I was at school ‘cause bullies aren’t bulletproof
Red scarf hoodie, too
Probably ain’t as hood as you
Stupid motherfucker, the only thing in the hood is you
I do everything good as you, no, I do everything better
I get paid for every letter, ABC, etcetera
Fetch a bone, like a dog, motherfucker
I am goin’ for you neck in a sec, in a sep
Bring it back like work in the trunk
And my exit comin’ up, yup
Yeah, I am headed for the buck like
Buck, buck again, might fly to LA and just fuck Corinne
Nah, fuck Corinne, let’s get bucks again
And fuckin’ spend them bucks and then just fuck Corinne
If I told you I’m a do it, I did it
Got my city on my fitted
‘Bout to pop, a let’s get it
Let’s get it, motherfucker, what you waitin’ on
It is 'bout a minute past, pissed and I’m ‘bout to get shitty, I’m wit’ it
If money is the it you want me with
And I’ll probably just spit on the chick you won’t be with
And I hate a bony bitch, only like ‘em only thick
And I own hip hop, if you don’t spit, I’m gon’ evict
And I just sold a lot of property to a buyer
And I think his name was kinda like Drake Drizzy Rogers or
Drizzy Drake Rogers
I’m too busy to play father
And when it comes to the game, I’m too willing to play harder
So harder I go, there he go
They chant MVP when I shoot a free throw, CEO
Jazz what it do
The haters on that face and then their ass is a shoe
Faster than you
Badder than you
Radder than you, etcetera
I told you I get paid by the letter like
Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxy, ZZ Top, yes, he rock
And me and Drizzy both wrote on detox
That was just a foot note
How long can he could go
Wonderin’ when he stop?
Bitch, when the beat stop
So I’m a keep rockin’
‘Til the sheetrock bend
And that heat I send
Burn skin
The end
Young mula baby, uh huh
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