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Coyote & Statik Selektah
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Yo yo, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Yo yo, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
My shoulder, someone wipe it
She so toxic when she's mad, sometimes I think I like it
I predicted I would win, sometimes I think I'm psychic
I'm not alone, I got my chrome, my pistol, that's my sidekick
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
My collar, someone pop it
Watch so fatty, cannot fold a fifty inside my wallet
Take a shot, then uno mas, yes, I'm an alcoholic
Work hard for mine, so keep your measly eyes up off my pockets
My fit on point when the night fall
There's bliss inside of this White Claw
She starin' straight in my eyeball
I'm clean as a bitch, call me Lysol
Blanco's back makin' egos bruise
Pretty Ricky got 'em all amused
Put her in Chucks, no designer shoes
Don't handcuff her, let the bitches choose
Me and a slut with a blunt
Livin' our best life, perfect in harmony
Thought I was in love
I sobered up, realized my only love is the currency
I might as well go chase the dollar bill
If I don't do it, someone will
She just want me for the thrill
I'm goin' all night off a pill
Go chase the dollar bill
If I don't do it, someone will
He a button, yeah, he pressed
How you broke? Man, I'm perplexed
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
My shoulder, someone wipe it
She so toxic when she's mad, sometimes I think I like it
I predicted I would win, sometimes I think I'm psychic
I'm not alone, I got my chrome, my pistol, that's my sidekick
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
Yeah, I swear that I'ma go crazy, uh
Gotta go hard for my baby, uh
I swear the money won't change me, uh
Invest every penny, don't save it, uh
What the fuck you gon' say to me?
Heard you the friend of my enemy
I got more arms than a centipede
If you try me, then you better be ready to sleep with the Kennedys
Sleep with the fishes, I'm done with you bitches
I'm standin' on couches and standin' on pennies
I'm only surroundin' myself with the winners
Sober, I'm cool, when I'm drunk, I'm a menace, uh
So give me three shots of tequila
Pass it around the familia
If you broke, ponte las pilas
I used to keep cash in my Filas
Now I keep money in crypto
Doomsday preppin', they say I'm a schizo
Could I be crazy? I think so
But not as crazy as my fit though
I'm trippin', I'm trippin'
Back when their president's taller than Lincoln
So many bitches, you'd swear I was pimpin'
Strap on my hip, so I walk with a limp and ride
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
My shoulder, someone wipe it
She so toxic when she's mad, sometimes I think I like it
I predicted I would win, sometimes I think I'm psychic
I'm not alone, I got my chrome, my pistol, that's my sidekick
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
My collar, someone pop it
Watch so fatty, cannot fold a fifty inside my wallet
Take a shot, then uno mas, yes, I'm an alcoholic
Work hard for mine, so keep your measly eyes up off my pockets
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
Who look this good? Man, I don't know
Who look this good? Man, I don't know