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no Cujo

[Intro] Ayy, I'm pushin' that pedal (pedal) She suckin' me better (suck) The beam on the .30 (beam) It look like the devil (beam) These Guppies ain't me (me) I swear it's levels (levels) Ayy, big ol' rocks (rocks) We don't wrestle (wrestle) [Verse 1] These Guppies be broke (broke) They ain't no pressure (no pressure) Ayy, long range shot (shot) Call me LaMelo (LaMelo) Ayy, fork on a fan (fan) I'm up in the stands (stands) She ain't got no man (man) She do it with no hands (no hands) [Pre-Chorus] Hunnid racks In my pants Put a young Guppies on your mans Big ol' knots, rubber bands [Chorus] Ayy, big ol' knots Big ol' knots Big ol' knots Ayy, big ol' knots Big ol' knots Big ol' knots Lookin' Batman Lookin' Mad Max [Verse 2] Bag 'em up like green bags, load 'em up in Glad She askin' why I always brag, 'cause a Guppies glad You just know how to rap good, you ain't really bad Them little Guppies really punks, all they know is flag .556, it make 'em jump, hit 'em in his calf I be posted with them slimes, 'member back in class And this chopper hold a hundred, fork a forkin' mag And I really get 'em gone, I ain't got a brag [Pre-Chorus] Huh, huh, I was really servin' the white, man Huh, huh, I was really in the bando trappin' all night, man And we was trappin' in some forces, ain't no Timberland All the feds say they heard me servin' Miniman [Chorus] My forkin' phone was boomin', and you should see the spam And this a forkin' Z28, ain't no trans am These Guppies ain't gettin' money, all these Guppies scams I was playin' with that paper like a forkin' Pam I be smokin' on the opps, you be smokin' Pam And my girl had went and blocked me, 'cause she caught a spam But I really know she blockin', 'cause she caught a spam But I really know she blockin', 'cause she in a jam [Verse 3] Huh, huh, but I still be sendin' flowers In the bando with a two-tone I'm a dog, no Cujo Huh, huh, I was trappin' in a two-door Me and G were the only ones know how to work the scale When you broke, you gotta get it how you forkin' live And I'm sorry if I hurt you, baby, that just how it is I'm just tryna' tell you how it is [Pre-Chorus] Huh, huh, I was trappin' in the two-door I'm a dog, no Cujo In the bando with a two-tone Huh, huh, and I still be sendin' flowers [Chorus] Huh, huh, trappin' in a two-door Me and G the only ones Car lookin' Batman Lookin' Mad Max Pinto Pony Wagon Rallye Pack, blow it out the hatchback Mister Radio, got the forty millimeter (Woo) Mister Stereo, got the forty inch Car lookin' Batman [Bridge] Lookin' Mad Max The Pinto Pony Wagon Rallye Pack Mister Stereo, got the forty inch Mister Radio, got the forty millimeter (Woo) Heavy on the i, I need some Heavens on my eyes, I seen some Leveled up, goodbyes, now, peace some Better than I ever been [Pre-Chorus] Up is where I need to be Out here where I need to be Feelin' like I need to be Tryna be the only one [Chorus] Tryna be the holy one Tryna be the chosen one One, two, three One, one, one Two, three, one One, one, two Three, one, one One, two, three [Verse 4] One, one, one Two, three, one Car lookin' Batman Lookin' Mad Max Pinto Pony Wagon Rallye Pack, blow it out the hatchback Mister Radio, got the forty millimeter (Woo) Mister Stereo, got the forty inch Car lookin' Batman [Outro] It look like the devil (beam) Lookin' Mad Max The beam on the .30 (beam) The Pinto Pony Wagon Rallye Pack She suckin' me better (suck) Mister Stereo, got the forty inch Ayy, I'm pushin' that pedal (pedal) Mister Radio, got the forty millimeter (Woo)