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Cook the dope, let me cook it, yeah Junkies lay inside the bushes, yeah Do-si-do syrup, yeah These gold diggers, I deserve it, yeah A gang of **** bought purses, yeah I did it off of one verse, yeah I'm sippin' syrup inside the vert, yeah I'm leavin' my mark on the Earth Takin' my **** **** my **** pack Came from the—, came from mud First to put the hood on the jet First to put the hood on molly Then we put the hood on X **** what a **** gotta say I know how to secure my bag Trappin' in Atlanta Bought three, four, fivе Phantoms Drug dealers, murders, and thе scammers Crocodile Birkin for your mama Forty somethin' racks on sandals Burberry mink on camera Pour the Wock' down in the Fanta Walk a **** down on camera Ski mask cover my face up Skull wallet chain, Santana Letras de cancionesShow a real **** what you made of Hit 'em in the top right now Drankin' on Wock' right now Clutchin' my Glock right now Marni on my sock right now Your **** give me mop right now To finesse on the road out of town Drinkin' pain up then smoke out the pound Selling dope at grandma house Bust juggs at grandma house Cut sixteen-hundred out a ounce Bought a foreign, could barely pronounce One chain and it cost 'bout a house Hit a model, give her five, then bounce Go tomato on the guts, a Ferrari Hit this new lick, I'm snatchin' Bugatti Sippin' oil out the drank, it's exotic Get paid just to talk, I pop it Once you finish loading up, then you cock it And these **** out of France got me cocky Rappers take off with the lingo and chop it Make me crush up the scene with no problem Swearin' these **** gon' try me in Atlanta Hopped out the Uber, next thing you know, I bought Uber Hopped out the Uber, next thing you know, I bought Uber Don't come in with the rumors, don't ask me nothin' you can Google Do I look happy, do I look happy to you? (Do I look happy to you?) Comin' in like, damn, where you get it from? Comin' in like, damn, where you, where you from? Had just hopped up out the 'ooter Next week, dumb man'll probably buy Uma Don't wanna come at me startin' with a rumor Matter fact, ask me nothin' you can Google **** runnin' up a million being frugal **** I was at your mama house eatin' noodles **** And we all wanna be happy (Do I look happy, do I look happy to you?) (Do I look happy to you? Do I look happy to you?) I'm the landlord, lil' boy, you a tenant She in all black, that's something I invented You can have her back soon, she just gettin' rented She done went black, fool, shit is gettin' spented Coolin' all out when I'm in it, hit it, flip it Goin' Scottie, Larsa Pippen Could've came in a minute and did it Swift, but I'ma let you finish Pops came home to the city And we all wanna be happy (Do I look happy to you? Do I look happy?) And we all wanna be happy (Do I look happy, do I look happy to you?) And we all wanna be happy (Do I look happy to you? Do I look happy?) And we all wanna be happy (Do I look happy, do I look happy to you?) And we all— (Do I look happy to you? Do I look happy?) And we all wanna be happy (Do I look happy, do I look happy to you?) And we all— (Do I look happy to you? Do I look happy?) And we all wanna be happy (Do I look happy, do I look happy to you?) Pass out, wake up with an IV From Letras Mania