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Young M.A
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It’s that big drip! Zombie on the track I got a bunch of shit in the studio That's gang-gang though (facts) Everybody good over there, you heard? Uh, ayy, uhh I never been a hater I just, stick to my paper like a stapler Yellow bone smoking purple, LA Lakers If she give me shit on a wake up Double cup of carrot juice Oh, that’s my savage juice I just copped a Audemar Oh, and a Patek too Dripping in that iceberg Or in a cabber too Ayy bro, don’t you cuff that hoe 'Cause I done had her too (I done had her) They say that they packin', oh we packin' too (Oh we packin' too) Run up like what’s poppin' and what’s brackin' too (Brackin' too) Said I would get rich and made it happen too (I made it happen too) Take a picture with your shit and tag her too (I gotta tag her too) Savage mode (Savage mode) Rack it and roll (Rackin it and roll) Clappin' a hoe (Clappin' a hoe) Now you can go (Now you can go) She poppin' a bean (Poppin' a bean) Shit don't leave Off-White, off night, cookies and cream Ooh, ooh That’s that big drip (That's that big drip) Big wrist (Ooh) Big body, big whips (Ooh) Big Glocks (Ooh) Big guap, big notch (Ooh) Big goons (Ooh) Small problems, big moves (Ooh) Ooh Sauce it up (Sauce it up) All this drip, I could **** around And wash him up (Have him washed up) Hellcat sound like Mufasa when I start it up That’s a wild body, Shit's hard to park it up (hard to park) Uh, buss it like a baby leg, spark it up (Spark it up) Homie tuck your chain It don’t spark enough (It don’t spark enough) Ayy, homie tuck your chain it don’t spark enough (Like what you doin'? **** this shit doin' bro? This shit got Cubic zirconia stones, man Shit really tryna stunt My shit, you a lil bitch, you heard? You a little homie) Get your money back Double cup a Hennessy we call it money-gnac Suwoo! Where all of my bloodies at? I took her to the crib and I had fun with that (**** her) Now come and get your mother back, I’m done with that Yo, I just copped a pocket rocket (Grrr) For all you shit pocket watching (Why you watchin' me?) Why your rollie tick-tick-tocking? (Why your rollie tick?) Ayy, uh, I **** her during tax season, Perfect timing (Perfect timing) I bagged your shit in Fashion Nova new designer (New designer) Uh, man I like them tatted bitches, "Hi, Kehlani" (Kehlani) I woke up in that shit, her new name Bugatti (Bugatti) ****, I got that drip, my new name Tsunami Ooh, ooh That’s that big drip (That's that big drip) Big wrist (Ooh) Big body, big whips (Ooh) Big Glocks (Ooh) Big guap, big notch (Ooh) Big goons (Ooh) Small problems, big moves (Big moves) Yeah, I’m Young M.A. but she call me papi (She call me papi, she call me papi, I call her mami) Yeah, I’m Young M.A. but she call me papi (Tati) Zombie on the track
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