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Lyrics:
[Refrain] Like whoa, came in with a brand new flow Pull up now we kick in the door, like whoa They ain't playin' 'round no mo' The kid ain't even on the ground no mo' Like whoa, he ain't never done this before How he make all the fans go dumb at the show? Like whoa, comin' up quick now bro Sink slow now they lookin' at your boy like whoa
[Chorus] Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa
[Verse 1] All that shit you talkin' so old All that [?] Man you gotta go Got a problem, take that up with my bros Back up 'fore the hands get thrown Ain't playin' man I live what I wrote What you know about bein' dead broke? Real shit dawg it ain't no joke I just need to book me a show Get the dough break down with my bros Some of y'all don't like by the code bruh All good 'cause you reap what you sow bruh Get fucked like your bummy ass clothes Or the house that you got or the car that you drove I'ma get that tenfold They all doubted me But it's funny now they lookin' like whoa
[Chorus] Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa
[Verse 2] What you thought I was dumb bro? I'ma snap on the track Yeah I'm finna go gung ho Ooh, you a dumb ho 'Cause your jaw dropped with the xan all in your nosehole How you finna throw shade though? 'Cause your last song [?] You another John Doe Shit foul like you finna step up for a free throw Saw you on the grand though Flexed up with your box logo and a fat ho But ayy, on the d-low You're girl heard my shit She hit me up like whoa
[Chorus] Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa Ayy, ayy, ayy Like whoa, like whoa, like whoa
[Refrain] Like whoa, came in with a brand new flow Pull up now we kick in the door, like whoa They ain't playin' 'round no mo' The kid ain't even on the ground no mo' Like whoa, he ain't never done this before How he make all the fans go dumb at the show? Like whoa, comin' up quick now bro Sink slow now they lookin' at your boy like whoa
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