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It's 6 missed call in my six Motorolas Like everything in threes when I'm thinking things over I'm in the Range Rover off-road damn boulder I hit Pop the driver side tire put a hole in the shit So, I go to the trunk to get the spare and a tire iron Stare at my reflection in the tire iron Oh you slimy ol' dog, handsome devil you bastard I see why you get the M's like a W backwards Pick up a couple brews now let me unbuckle you Pussy pink as Super Buu but I ain't fuckin' with Casper I had a baby panda, you probably had a ferret You probably had to share it, it wasn't even yours It’s vasto lorde espada big kahuna don dadda Then I dive to the bottom of the infinite sea And hold my breath for a minute while I mention the team What up Rich, what up Will What up Cam, what up Brown What up James, what up Reese What up Pam, what up Nate What up TJ, what up Tim What up Eb, what up Robb What up Scooch, what up Tone What up Tae, what up Los What up Pouya, what up Nick What up Moe, what up K Letras de cancionesWhat up Chris, what up Meechie What up Sko, what up Tear What up Breeze, what up DougE, what up? It's 2017 and we doublin' up Got a room just for my baby ape His name is Trunks his mixtape on the way And all my niggas HP high as hell So you try us and fail It's like pullin' on a lion's tail You know what that'll end up like nigga On the episode of America's dumbest man And I swear I need these hoes like a hole in the stomach My nigga I'm playin' Final Fantasy and drinkin' a 'Tussin When Aerith died, nigga I admit it, I cried a bit Take a real nigga to acknowledge it, you probably did too I'm eatin' tangerine flake crusted chicken Empanadas from Poppy's Akuma prayer beads lookin' stocky I'm jumpin from the box seat I'm up high watching his Key & Peele while I peel fruit into my Kashi Organic gang goin' green for the thotties We take a nature walk I guarantee she finna top me Breaker do you copy? They faker than Itachi illusions Nigga I do not see me losin' Never Hey fuck you SeaWorld, I see you bitch ass niggas When I see y'all in the streets you know what it is It's cracking for you fag fuckboys Let my nigga Willy go, let my nigga Steve go They both seals in this bitch but they want out These niggas need they freedom, they tryna eat These niggas need fish bree You niggas out here fuckin around leaving them in the tanks all day, ain't cleaning that shit These niggas stink, they shittin' in the same water that they sleepin' in, fucker SeaWorld, you bitch ass niggas can't live long as I'm out here I see you niggas out at the Longjohn Silvers and shit, selling the same fish that you had in the goddamn aquarium You niggas ain't shit From Letras Mania