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Uhuh, uhuh Okay, okay, okay, okay Ayy, I do what I want, on my day to day You do what you can, nah that ain't the same And I did it on my own, I'ma stay that way I go Damian Wayne, give you major pains I go back and make a fillin', let the stash grow Didn't take a deal even when the cash low Number eight the meal, now I'm eatin' maestro Blowin' gas, so I'm sorry I'm an asshole Pardon me, but it's not a cheap fragrance Treat me like a walk on, I gotta keep pacin' Gotta be patient, if I'm not the starter I'ma replace him Big bag, all star, free agent No contract but the pack so thorough If I block contact they get madder than my old girl Had to leave Ohio like Joe Burrow Now I'm back tryna take over the whole world Ayy, I feel like the number one draft pick Get the hat, judge you when my name on the back I feel like the number one draft pick Get the hat, judge you when my name on the back I feel like the number one draft pick Get the hat, judge you when my name on the back Letras de cancionesI feel like the number one draft pick Get the hat, judge you when my name on the back Yeah I said it, you can never live a lie and die a legend If the Devil at the door call the reverend I'ma need a lot of help to get to Heaven Maybe I'm in Hell, I can't even tell 50 dollar steak but I wanted Taco Bell I've been workin' so hard, I can't even chill Had to give her 50 more 'cause she ain't on the pill Met her while she dancin' she a Cancer She my Roy Manson, I'm Willy Hanson Sugar daddy got a mansion, it's in the Hamptons Oh, you think you fancy, you think you fancy, huh? Tell my mama that I'm 'bout to be an icon Put my talent on Jimmy Fallon I'm wavin' hi mom Even when they failin' I hit nothin' but the night long Stoner feel like Allen when he steppin' over Tyronn, motherfucker My top five, completely unbiased, is Scruby, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan, Dylan That's a hill I'm willin' to die on I'll go up and get it like Zion, motherfucker Ayy, I feel like the number one draft pick Get the hat, judge you when my name on the back I feel like the number one draft pick Get the hat, judge you when my name on the back I feel like the number one draft pick Get the hat, judge you when my name on the back I feel like the number one draft pick Get the hat, judge you when my name on the back From Letras Mania