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I—I, I know you hate me, that's just a thing I know you got lazy, it was just a fling I am just so hazy, I can't see a thing I'm with Zeke, I'm with Lieu, I'm with Delta (Big Penis Gang) And we making fucking money like we rappers So I do not give a fuck if you don't remember (E—e—e—e) Said it's fun, when you had got my heart dismantled I—I—I'ma light this bitch up like a candle Y—Y—You don't need a reason Bitch, I don't either, I been too busy fucking winning I—I—I—I—I'ma spend my whole SoundCloud check up at Neiman's Don't come around, bitch, I'll make it— (E—e—e—e) I say what I want, do I really need a reason? Talking down on me, nigga, you committed treason And honestly, it's been a minute since I've seen you eating Like, are you even eating? Are you even— (E—e—e—e) I'm with Zeke in a VC and he's silent S—S—S—Said you're making money moves, got me dying (I—I—I—I) W—W—Why you capping? Why you lying? L—L—Looking at my moves, yeah, you're overanalyzing Smoking on that gram, bitch, it really is a folder Feel like kurtains, (I can't find you in my folder) Said you're coming up, that don't mean a thing Click, click, pause, and my guns go ba—a—a—ang Smoking loud, dose it with propane (Hi) 4 AM, a lot of trauma in my brain You're not different from the others, you're the same You think you're so special, I'm going insane Rockstar shit, everybody know my name I know you hate me, but it really just a thing Drugs in my e-mail, wait, that's not my song If—If—If I hit a lick, then you know damn well that I'm go—o—o—one And I'm starting all over again Do not talk to me 'cause you are not my friend G—G—Got a taser on me, I feel like Raichu Bus—Busted AF1's, I don't got nice shoes W—W—Why you tryna copy everything that I do? I ain't Drake, I don't make music to go cry to Saw your song, you wrote three lies, like a haiku Popped a Perky but it wasn't a good night, dude Tried to upload a beat you don't got rights to Now you're sad, 'cause the cash, it never come through Call yourself a hero, I'ma put you in a box P—P—Put you in a box, press 1, get clocked I—I—I don't got no time for no beef on ROBLOX Feel like a Youtuber, I get mad when I get caught O—O—Off the Venus plant, playing COD You just made a song filled with bots Feel like 21, 'cause I got a lot Green pockets, sixteen thots I'm with Delta, I'm with Kara, I'm with Zeke, I'm with the clique B.P.G., w—w—we know where you live I feel like Obama, we gon' bomb 'em I'm with Delta, I'm with Zeke and I'm with Kara Take the clip out of my backpack (No Luvbackpack) "Nitemared up as fuck," you mistaked that shit for crack I'm with Delta, I'm with Bomber Pull—Pull up with the sticks, where you at? We ain't stopping, you was simping for a bitch while I make racks Get the fuck out, tryna ride the wave when your shit trash Posted in the streets with a gat, you don't know us (21) Did I make you laugh? (XD, LOL)