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Yeah, yeah, yeah, Scarlxrd Haha Oh yeah Nigga we're cheating, we got the codes Nigga we're cheating this shit, oh yeah Out of my business, out of my notes Or you'll be tasting my fist, okay Animalistic with visuals Hublot is heavy, my wrist is glued 'Bout all that action we see the news Fuck on my bitch 'til her legs can't move Stumbling out of my Rarri shit I do not know how to start the shit Ducking all the polish and washing it All of my pockets are solid bitch Fuck it I got me a Chauffeur And I just copped her some boots Still moving rapid, not slower I'm killing this shit like it's cruel Easy bro, wanna talk that greasy flow? Wanna know about evil bro? Nah, stop that peaceful mode I wanna get that jeep for road Yeah I'm on that eagle scope I wanna get back even bro Can't take that gleeful mode You're on your own Yeah I did it, oh my God Yeah I made it, oh my God Yeah I did it, oh my God Yeah I did it, oh my God Yeah I made it, oh my God Yeah I made it, oh my God Yeah I did it, oh my God Yeah I did it, oh my God Keep back I'm setting off like a bomby Down drinks then go off like a zombie When I come better put in graft not sloppy Chilling with bear, gin shots in my body Can't see shit, can't find my face Wear my mask then I'm ready for hate Going ham, I got cheddar to make We don't care about leach or snakes Oh boy, we don't care about them We don't care about them We don't care about them We don't care about them We don't care about them Oh boy, we don't care about them We don't care about them (Oh my God) We don't care about them We don't care about them Bitch don't piss me off or might drag some glass across your neck War is in my heart and I won't stop until we both are dead Petty since the start, I still wanna crush your fucking head Catch you in the dark and drag you by your fucking broken legs Yeah I did it, oh my God Yeah I made it, oh my God Yeah I did it, oh my God Yeah I did it, oh my God Yeah I made it, oh my God Yeah I made it, oh my God Yeah I did it, oh my God Yeah I did it, oh my God Nigga we're cheating, we got the codes Nigga we're cheating this shit, oh yeah Out of my business, out of my notes Or you'll be tasting my fist, okay Animalistic with visuals Hublot is heavy, my wrist is glued 'Bout all that action we see the news Fuck on my bitch 'til her legs can't move Stumbling out of my Rarri shit I do not know how to start the shit Ducking all the polish and washing it All of my pockets are solid bitch Fuck it I got me a Chauffeur And I just copped her some boots Still moving rapid, not slower I'm killing this shit like it's cruel, han