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Burnin' on Lilikoi, ashes look corduroy R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24 I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers
Yo, Nflated, spice that bitch up) [Chorus] Burnin' on Lilikoi in some Louis corduroys R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24 I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo Thirty laptops in my motherfuckin' condo White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo I'ma flip the Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke [Verse] Banana Cream Cake in my motherfuckin' hemp wrap If I don't like the smell, then the pack get sent back If I don't like his energy, I push a nigga shit back Making hash oil, listening to Bank, Big Facts Making hash oil, listening to Scream, Big Facts All that slick talkin' finna get a nigga kidnapped Gelonade got a nigga finna go and lift off I'ma empty out the magazine when I'm pissed off I'm on that Wedding Pie, it got me geeked My bitch hit it twice and then she went to sleep I drop bud on the clock with the perfect technique I'ma hit from the rear, I wan' grab her obliques I ain't got time in the day for my females be mad at me Internet racks, I'ma run it up rapidly She know I'm vicious, I'm fuckin' her savagely She know I get racks, she know my mentality Grew up in the trap watching Kobe yam on a nigga Pull up in the Porsche, yeah, the Pan' on a nigga Yeah, I pull up in the Dodge, yeah, the Ram on a nigga Anybody try, yeah, I'ma blam on niggas Only hit banks, got fifty different cred' lines Turn a lady's son to a FOX 5 headline I was over drippin', I should start my own clothing line Got two jits, dawg, I'll die for both of mine I ain't never satisfied 'til my money increase Fucked up the profile, too many inquiries They be low-key hatin', I can hear 'em whispering All these baguette chains, you can see 'em glimmering Had to make a U-turn, I just seen a roadblock I ain't playin' no games, I ain't sparin' no opps It's a full moon now, so I'm burnin' Moon Rock Lookin' up schemes while Izzy on TikTok [Chorus] Burnin' on Lilikoi in some Louis corduroys R.I.P. Kobe Bryant, R.I.P. 24 I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers I'ma thumb through it, I don't need no counter Had to resuscitate a bitch, my neck almost drowned her I got oil, I got hemp, I got wax, I got flower Burnin' on pre-roll, finna go to Pluto Drippin' real hard when I'm hoppin' out two-door I just met a psychedelic plug named Hugo Thirty laptops in my motherfuckin' condo White collar diamonds, nigga ballin' like Lonzo These niggas overrated like Joe Flacco Feelin' like Jim Jones, nigga, I'm a capo I'ma flip the Rolls-Royce, I'm feelin' like Pop Smoke thanks me later
“I can make a cool 50K in less than twenty-four hours Ridin' with the pack through the Tennessee mountains VPN, SOCKS, and at least three routers I'm thumbin' through it, I don't need no counter”
