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Wheezy outta here

Drivin' in foreigns, my rims so big, the lips be scrapin' the curb (skrrt)
I'm the man, I swapped my last ho out 'cause she get on my nerves (yeah)
Walk in the store, I spend a lot, what I'm makin' is absurd
Used to spend all day in the projects, now I'm tucked up in the 'burbs

Pull up on my opps and I'ma hit 'em where it hurt
Pour a deuce in a Fanta, I'm a fiend for pourin' syrup
Soon as my plane touch down, I turn my phone on and it chirp (brrt)
Sometimes I don't wanna see no one for days, on "Do Not Disturb"

You could try me if you want, but the last one died and got put on a shirt
I been in the game seven years, but I was high, so it's all a blur
Damn right I'm gettin' a lot, but I still ain't gettin' what I deserve
Lost a watch, it cost me so damn much, thank God I had it insured

These racks too big, can't fold up, in a Trackhawk, doin' donuts
They pay me to be a loner, just the young life of a stoner
Take a G6 and I blast off, when I fuck, I'm rubbin' her mask off
Shit get tough, somehow I manage, to myself, I'm doin' damage

Drivin' in foreigns, my rims so big, the lips be scrapin' the curb (skrrt)
I'm the man, I swapped my last ho out 'cause she get on my nerves (yeah)
Walk in the store, I spend a lot, what I'm makin' is absurd
Used to spend all day in the projects, now I'm tucked up in the 'burbs

Pull up on my opps and I'ma hit 'em where it hurt
Pour a deuce in a Fanta, I'm a fiend for pourin' syrup
Soon as my plane touch down, I turn my phone on and it chirp (brrt)
Sometimes I don't wanna see no one for days, on "Do Not Disturb"