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In the kitchen and it's Taysty I’m gon’ make it to that sequel Try not do this evil We ain’t goin’ pop, we just popping up like Bieber I been getting sober my dog still pour up that liter He could go and catch a body dog that’s still my people I’ma fucking rockstar but I ain’t gon’ play no Beatles Ask me what my sign is bitch I’m out here signing deals In my bag not in my feels Plus back in the field I just heard the newest shit y’all dropped Is y’all for real? Killing every one of y’all the only thing that’s on my bucket list You suck at this They been tattin’ “blacksheep” on they stomach Cause they fuck with this I could trust you ’bout as much as I go trust the governmеnt Keep them twin Glocks in the car I call them hoеs the doublemint Money tryna double I don’t stay off at the double tree Two of all the cars I own like someone tryna double me Doubled up my shawty bad cause she ain’t tryna trouble me All she want for christmas is a ap and some double d’s I done did it humbly it wasn’t me Once you make a million find out where all of your cousins be Letras de cancionesGon’ discover who is real when it’s time for discovery Say that that’s a stupid bag? well y’all ain’t go as dumb as me I’m gon’ make it to that sequel Try not do this evil We ain’t goin’ pop, we just popping up like Bieber I been getting sober my dog still pour up that liter He could go and catch a body dog that’s still my people I’ma fucking rockstar but I ain’t gon’ play no Beatles Ask me what my sign is bitch I’m out here signing deals In my bag not in my feels Plus back in the field I just heard the newest shit y’all dropped Is y’all for real? Pussy I been psyched by the lack of competition Ripped the aux chord out cause that was hard to listen Leaving trails of bread crumbs I wasn’t feeding pigeons Name ain’t consequence they still got the consequences Mask up I wasn’t on a mission Competition gone missing Don’t subtract I do addition Draw the line I’ve gone fishing Say they’ll ride they on collision Get the check ain’t on commission Say you real you a rendition Atm that’s my religion Atf been tryna visit Visit my vision I got out the kitchen and on to a better position Don’t need permission they pop out and see you You gonna go see the physician I don’t be making no calls to nobody boss I’m the one who be making the decisions They don’t wanna see you winning Been like that from the beginning I’m gon’ make it to that sequel Try not do this evil We ain’t goin’ pop, we just popping up like Bieber I been getting sober my dog still pour up that liter He could go and catch a body dog that’s still my people I’ma fucking rockstar but I ain’t gon’ play no Beatles Ask me what my sign is bitch I’m out here signing deals In my bag not in my feels Plus back in the field I just heard the newest shit y’all dropped Is y’all for real? From Letras Mania