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Vlog That
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Alright, let's go
This it? (Hahaha) fuck (haha, okay)
Yeah, Nato (yeah, yeah)
Just got back from South beach (yeah)
Four windows down for the loud breeze (what?)
In a Maserati at a wild speed (woo)
Have Miami chicks like, "Wow, wee!" (ooh)
Baddie, baddie wanna dab of that (oh?)
Turn her inside out, like a Rowley cap (cap)
Scream all you want, we don't have to chat (ah)
But before you say, "Ciao" better chow on me
Yeah, I just got back from a showin' of violence (hah)
Had to make a motherfucker see the back of his eyelids (yeah)
'Cause he tried to be hard
Until his 15 minutes of fame became just a moment of silence
It was off with his head (hah) Shakespearean play
I don't play when it comes to options of death (nah)
I'm atop the genre (what?) and I'm pops to all of 'em (what?)
Like a pop to mama (what?) and she popped a condom (what?)
Better knock it off if you think I'm common (huh?)
I don't make good music, it's fucking awesome
When Judas me, you're gonna start a problem
'Cause I prey on a man, like it was the Gospel (yeah, pray)
Yeah, prey on whoever, everyday, it's whatever
We've been through the worst, and we're waitin' for the better
Son, I been through the rainiest weather
Got a stack so think, that it's breaking the shredder
You might be wet, but, bitch, I'm wetter
I got yo' bitch in a skintight sweater
She call my line every time you leave
'Cause she be wantin' that midnight pleasure
But I lost a lot almost crossed the line
Tryna find my lane, almost lost my mind
Tell me, what do you gain from talkin' shit?
'Cause I kinda get paid for talkin' mine, so
Put 'em in line, one at a time
Bitch I don't play, nor do I rewind
Guess I'm too forward, I've left 'em behind
'Cause now it's just me, myself, and I
I, I, I, I, I, I, I (now it's just me myself and I)
I, I, I, I, I, I (now it's just me myself and I)
Yeah, it's like a murder spree, if you message me
'Cause you know you're gonna get left on seen (what?)
I only fuck with me, myself and I
So if I were you, you would know to leave
I put cracks in your mouth, I ain't talkin' pop rocks (woo)
Smash, threw her back out, now she want it nonstop (woo)
Every time she want it, she be jumpin' over your number
To get to mine, like it was a game of Hopscotch
Haha, yeah I think it's funny, like a Knock Knock
How she givin' me the WAP-WAP, at mí casa
All because I always keep it real, like a highlight
I can sneak her in from the box, but you might not
Talkin' like you shootin', like Kobe (huh?)
You shootin', like Bronny (huh?)
You shootin', like KD (woo)
You shootin', like Mikey (huh?)
You shootin', like Stephy (huh?)
You shootin', like Kyrie (what?)
Bitch, I think we get it, you shootin' like nothin', bitch
Lookin' like a motherfuckin' contract
Though the way you chuckin' up bricks
I try my best to decline your threats
'Cause I fire at will, like The Wild Wild West
My flow is dirty, yeah, shit at the water
At the faucet, didn't get no bitch
I know you ain't 'bout that action
'Cause you pussies be havin' these overreactions, this that
New album, boy, do you mind that? (Do you?)
Fans like- fans like, "Drop that" (ooh)
I don't know if you gonna top that (hah)
But if you do, then vlog that (what?)
Haters wanna tell me, "Stop that" (stop)
But if they do better, I'll watch that
You wanna talk big and bad, but this shit is sad
Get your big ass kicked, bitch, like you Bob Saget
Now put 'em in line, one at a time
Bitch, I don't play, nor do I rewind
Guess I'm too forward, I've left them behind
'Cause now it's just me, myself and I
I, I, I, I, I, I, I (now it's just me myself and I)
I, I, I, I, I, I (now it's just me myself and I)
I don't know if you gonna top that
But if you do, then vlog that
But if you do, then vlog that
But if you do, then vlog that
I don't know if you gonna top that
But if you do, then vlog that
But if you do, then vlog that
But if you do, then vlog that (yeah)
I, I, I, I, I, I, I
I, I, I, I, I, I, I