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[Warren Hue]
You have to say something to me like
We have to have a conversation real quick
Boy, you really have to, give me a

[Warren Hue]
Ayy, summertime shit, I got bands, ayy
Benjamin and me best friends, ayy
Swerving these hoes
I'm tired of shawties that hate when they not on the gram, woah
"Oh my god Warren like hello", I'm back on my bullshit, don't sugarcoat baby
Fuck it, I still want the coupe to be navy
Her cream color Coco like woah, woah
I need a crib up in Soho, New Yorkie like Biggie

I treated 'Chella like that shit no biggie
Still got the pac, hella smoke in my city
Hit from the back, now you texting you miss me
Bitch, I got bands and it's stuck in my pants, woah

[ Warren Hue]
Feel me? Pockets they dancin' like Britney
Bands on me, can't feel my inseam (Yuh)
Dior look good when it fit me (Yuh)
Back in Jakarta they hope for my downfall
I come up like bitch, I'm the next, yuh

[Warren Hue]
And they mad, mad
Why you mad, mad?
And they mad, mad, yuh, yuh
Pull up with a fit and they mad mad, huh

Show money bags in my backpack, huh
Introducing Warren, your grandad, huh
Stepping on rap motherfucker like roach
I don't trust a bitch with a bag brand coach
She gon' touch ice, while I bend her, slope
Ski, ski, way I sled game, two sticks, one dick
One to wake they ass up then poke

[Offset]
(Offset) Quarter million dollars on one stage (Quarter million)
Niggas wanna come and switch my plate (Switch)
White man in my pocket, no race (White man)
Shawty is a fan with a little bitty waist (Hey)
Bought a new vert, somebody come race (Perks)
Pop two perc, can't feel my face (Perks)
They don't wanna work, these niggas be lazy (Lazy)

[Warren]
They just wanna surf, I ain't fucking with the wave
Uh, Issey told you I ain't tame, man
Fuck it, do you feel me now? I gotta move weight
I ain't tryna move fake, no way, yeah (Ooh)
Ooh, fuck 'em, I just been on my thang, yuh
Cut 'em cause the mood all strange, yuh
Climbing, got it all on tape

[Offset]
Trapping like a bird when he cought his case (Brrr)
The ones that was hating, ain't make it, got erased (Erased)
Food on your table, 'fore you eat say grace (Amen)

Album going number one, I could taste it (Number one)
I was born up on star, I'm an alien (Star)
I'mma sell out arenas and the stadiums
I got my gang and my family, I ain't trading 'em (Gang)
Niggas hating, let 'em drown, I ain't saving them (Drown)
I turn the pain into profit, should be proud of him (Woo)

[Warren Hue & Offset]
Benjamin in my pocket and I'm counting them
Backstage full of people I don't like
So I say amen, gotta pray for the pigment (Amen)
Every year gotta change my alias (Woo)
B.O.T.Y. shawty like the name (Yuh)
And it stained to my soul, had to track my roads

When they watch and they mad, mad

[Warren Hue]
And they mad, mad
And they mad, mad
(Show money bags in my backpack, yuh)
Pull up with a fit and they mad, mad, huh
Show money bags in my backpack, uh
Introducing Warren your grandad, huh
Stepping on rap motherfucker like

[Offset]
I was born on a star, I'm an alien
They don't wanna work-
They don't wanna work-
I was born on a star, I'm an alien
I'mma sell out arenas and the stadiums
I got my gang and my family, I ain't trading 'em

Niggas hating, let 'em drown I ain't saving them
I turn the pain into profit, should be proud of him (Woo)

[Warren Hue]
Nah, nah, fuck that

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