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[Intro] I'm fuckin' good at this shit, dawg For real, for real (Pull up on me, like, cool it out, bro) Eh, ah, ah, ayy, uh [Chorus] See, sometimes, I wanna go slow Hit me partner up like, "Got me some, bro" Pull up on me, like, cool it out, bro Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke it out, bro [Verse 1] Twenty inches when I'm passin' (Oh), run the globe in my khakis For the cash, nigga go Cassius (Oh), I'm the clay, tryna break the mold Just took baby to Alaska (Oh), snowflakes in the lashes (Oh, oh) I been prayin' for the pussy, holy box, Alabaster Okay, I parked on Parker Road, I took the route that's hella scenic Burn my heart on all these songs and leavе my soul on all these speakеrs You my type, you Mavis Beacon, you keep the Libra even 'Cause the parts of me that I can't see that you can read be needed (Oh) [Chorus] Sometimes, I wanna go slow (Slow) Hit my partner up like, "Got me some, bro" (Bro) Pull up on me, like, cool it out, bro (Bro) Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke it out, bro (Bro) Twenty-four seven, I'm gettin' my dough (Dough) Twenty-four eight, ball, feelin' like Kob' (Kobe) [Verse 2] (I feel like Kobe) Uh-uh, shit (I feel like Kobe) I use my blunt light to guide me through the dark nights Batman coupe, ridin' to the stu', my partner pour the dark Sprite 'Methazine, he told me that he wanna see me on magazine Fuck these niggas thought to go to hearin' me, not hearin' me Diamonds seing like Warren G, but don't get it twisted We tear it up, bitch, check your energy Made me pull your card and in your stars your whore was scopin' me I do not be invested in all the extras unless it's extra cheese Nigga just be invested in all my niggas, I treat it like the league I do not just be textin' these goofy hoes, no Disney Channel, please Bitches'll crop their message and make it seem like they wasn't after me Tryna fuck up my essence 'cause she know lil' boo in magazines, fuck [Outro] Sometimes, I wanna go slow (Slow) Hit my partner up like, "Got me some, bro" (Bro) Pull up on me, light, cool it out, bro (Bro) Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke it out, bro (Bro) Twenty-four seven, I'm gettin' my dough (Dough) Twenty-four eight, ball, feelin' like Kob' (Kobe, Kobe)