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[intro]
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[chorus]
try some, want some, get some, got some
she ain’t got no manners or customs
she went qway for the nyash, she’s custom
that nyash can’t get through customs
i seen badder man, you are not one
man’s on it for the p’s and whatnot
can’t think of a day that you’re not hot
she don’t say what’s up, my girl use whatsapp

[verse]
bad one wanna know who my raps is about, like c’mon
i can’t be the only man of ya house, that’s selfish
why you think i’m bringing in rapid amounts? it’s helping
what you know ’bout seafood boil?
she got the gloves, tryna get cracked like sh~llfish
it’s all black girls in my lineup
i can’t even call it greed, i’m selfish
and my high self~esteem ain’t helping
old tings calling my line ’bout thеir new works like
“he’s struggling, man, plеase help him” (swear)
how can you blame me?
i’m so lit, i’m fumbling girls on purpose
and she still look at man at the end of the night
like, “you know what? natty, you earned it” (swear)
that’s sweet
after one of the young boys pocketed p’s
i was on the line with five dumb students
tryna show them how to flip their sfe
don’t start looking like woe is me
catch man at the usual spot
he didn’t say much, but the look on his face shouted, “woah, it’s me”
‘member when i was first tryna weigh that thing (ha)
my name carry more weight than them nowadays
i’m shocked that they worth like 0 mg’s
all these holiday pics, i got no mb’s
when you win this much, how else can i feel but like i got no enemies?
and my ex black like a kodak, when i see a cam, i can’t even roll in peace
a dell laptop, now my n~ggas shoot on a mac, studio shoot, we rolling deep
don’t shout man ’bout who’s in the back, with that washed tech you got
you can’t touch none of the gyal who roll with me
mans talking ’bout hours and hours
tryna make my money longer, that’s rain or sleet
no lay, no sleep
to the scene and my peers, when i rise two fingers, no, i did not come in peace
the concierge says, “come in, please”
only when her toes is painted white, then i can say, you know what…
yeah, yeah, man taste defeat
[chorus]
try some, want some, get some, got some
she ain’t got no manners or customs
she went qway for the nyash, she’s custom
that nyash can’t get through customs
i seen badder man, you are not one
man’s on it for the p’s and whatnot
can’t think of a day that you’re not hot
she don’t say what’s up, my girl use whatsapp

[outro]
ayy, but f~ck who that, man
you know what i’m tryna say?
black british music, you know what i’m saying?
make money the agenda
fear and loving soon come
uh, uh, uh, what else?
ybn in the building, you know what i’m saying?
ep soon, get me f~ckin’… ghanamustgo
alright, fam, fam, hear what i’m sayin’, yeah
hear what i’m sayin’, yeah
he’s the f~ckin’ goat, bro


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