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Yeah, yeah. Let the band play. Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, Skrrt, skrrt, Don't know how I made it home Last night, everything a blur, damn. Hallucinating, can't remember, drunk too much syrup, Damn. Doin' one-third down Bayview, around and Scraped the curb, whoa. My finger on the trigger, why? 'Cause I got bad nerves, okay. She say she a bartender, what else? But she just love to twerk. She said, can I be her dinner? And she love chocolate dessert. I buy cars like they bicycles. Don't make your next car a hearse. Can't nobody count faster than me, I'm a mother Nerd. I stand on top of, I stamp that, That's my mother, mother word. Hit my, then take a sip, hit the again And then I swerve. Got so high I bought A parrot, woke up and forgot I had a Bird, hold up. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, Yeah. yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. I've been super lit since a jit, that's why You can't tell me. Nah. I can't trust nobody, I mean nobody, and I Can't love no, never. Dolph about his money, hell yeah, he don't play That, play that. My son went to school today In the back of the Maybach, for real though. I don't pass my, I roll one up, then I'ma face that, yeah. He don't worry, Heard and smash his, and tell him take that. Let's Come through in a different foreign every Time, I know they hate that. Let's You love saving these, don't you? Where your cape at? Yeah, yeah. Gucci North Face boots, uh, tall in a coupe, Uh. Busted Richard down blue, uh. You, you, and you, yeah. Shots fired out the roof, baow, Fake friends become Worse enemies than this between me and you. Ayy. Yeah, yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Yeah, Yeah. Yeah, yeah. yeah.
Young Dolph — Yeeh Yeeh
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