CyHi! Yeah! Boy, we lookin’ for trouble Maybe if we wasn’t Black, then we wouldn’t have struggled Player, all I got is trap niggas and crooks in my huddle They cook and I smuggle, got 20 pounds of kush in the duffle So I’m running through them circles, boy, I’m lookin like Knuckles Look at my knuckles, got the hook in, ’cause niggas was looking I’ve tooken some whoopings, so trust me, dog, I’m good for a scuffle Don’t be mad I whooped your ass 'cause I’ve tooken a couple Feds asking niggas questions, but I wouldn’t rebuttal 'Cause I’m Jake Gyllenhaal, I’m in the hood with the bubble With a tall model broad like I took her from Russell Didn’t play the cards I was dealt, I made the dealer re-shuffle Huh, royal flush, so kiss my royal nuts Ain’t nothing silver-spooned, I came from the soil, bruh But now, I’m eatin’ off of Raffaello Gold Exquisite ravioli with some happy yellow hoes But don’t get it confused when I rap these mellow flows 'Cause all my Titos got bricks like the yellow road I miss the misogyny, bad bitches massagin' me Sometimes, we lowered our standards at the colleges So please don’t judge me, ugh, for the following: Fat bitches swallowing, skinny bitches modeling Take off that Givenchy and let’s get raunchy I'll have your face looking all Captain Crunch-y The devil stay testing 'Cause when you chase the pussy, it’s a sin But if it falls in your lap, it’s a blessin' Soon as I got salad, I spent it all on dressing French, to be exact, that Balmain was impressive Hedi Slimane leathers.
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