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[Introduction]
Lab
I’m in a lab (Lab)
Bitch, I’m in a lab (lab)
Young Saudi money
[Lab Pt. 1]
Lab, Lab, Lab
Bitch, I’m in a Lab
Lab, Lab, Lab
Bitch, I’m in a Lab
Saudi flexin’
Spending cash
Foreign yellow
Do the dash
Fast life
Till I crash
Yeah
Try and rob me I’m a laugh
Try and pocket
I’m a spasm
You can’t even picture me
Young Saudi onto bigger things
Said another goal
Check another goal
Getting healthy money
Eating vegetables
I’m successful nothing else acceptable
Exercising my cook nigga
Jukes nigga
In the studio with hooks nigga
27 bout to jux niggs
Niggas probably think I got it all
Probably cause a nigga got it all
Put my city on skater city hall
Suck a nigga dick for a chili dog
Billionaire nigga, slum lord
Velon, ask young lord
King Saudi, I’m the young God
One false move and you’re done for
Jordan fours in my Eastern tour
Jumpin out the window just like its parkour
Heavy metal just like its hardcore
T-shirt from a hoe next door
[Lab Pt. 2]
I’m on the North side
30 30’s but we play with 50’s
Torture a nigga think he little Nicky
Young Saudi
Think I’m Mr. Deeds
Hawaiian punch fountains, Mr. Phils
I always thought I had to get a deal
'Till I shitted in their status quo
Was gonna, fuck, but I don’t no mo’
Was gon’ give up but I love to stunt
You don’t got to ask, if I know the code
Rick Owens, all these Veno clothes
Venice shades, Shakira hoe
Slut bitch said I’m her hero flow
100 came from 0 though
20k on my other arm
I’m in Lower North with a bad whore
Her ex dead cause he started wars
Getting high, think I’m Star Wars
Philly nigga like it’s parking wars
300 scrolls on the Harvard floors
Sprinkle yayo on the marble floors
Made her circle jerk like revolving doors
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