CORSO [V1]

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[Intro]

Uh

Yo

That shit crazy, ayo

Look

[Verse 1]

I be talkin' that fresh shit, I don't need gum (Nah)

Cookie crumbs in the Rolls, never no weed crumbs (No)

He ain't talk to his bitch in three days

It ain't gotta be this way, I'm down for the threesome (Woo)

I might buy a boat (Nigga, yeah)

Depends if Capri got space, don't really need one

I can go in the wintertime, baby, I bleed sun

Find another nigga like me 'cause I ain't seen one

Pull up in that, uh, whatchamacallit? (Nyoom)

Played a couple demos at Madison Square Garden

And tell them motherfuckers at Sony I'm not callin'

I'm plottin' on a billi', chilly in my garden, yuh

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[Verse 2]

B-Hop, uh, French Waltz, uh

She say she like the Royce and I'm like "Which one?"

I got two, hun, look

Catch me in my other-other-other-other crib, that's my AKA

Hurricane-proof all the views, shit like "A Bay Bay"

The fuzzy hat, ascot, passport got tattoos

Slim nigga, big dick, with a fuckin' gap tooth

The way he beam

Call me Mr. Always On Some Shit You Never Seen

In that mansion, livin' single, bitch, I'm Maxine

"Niggas of your standard shouldn't talk"

Give a fuck about your thoughts, call me if you get lost, bitch

[Open Verse]