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(Julian: Intro)
What?
(Apollo Jay: Verse 1)
Uhh, I does it, big boy big budget, still shopping a Publix, man you gotta love it, she want it but I musn’t, who killed it when I wasn’t?, we flying where you doesn’t, her lipstick in my luggage, if I ain’t got it, then I go get it, I don’t preach much, I just go spit it, I do this hourly, give me a minute, It’s that Eastside tell me if you with it gone
(Julian: Verse: 2)
Black boy aww yeah I’mma crook, we up now tell me how long it took, pretty girl got me pulling out the book, I fell in love she left me for a college book! , champ round here, going pound for pound mane, dudes talk a lot when they see me not a sound mane, real music here still don’t call us underground and ! , yeah we swimming now but I still chop em’ down wassup?
(Apollo Jay & Julian: Verse 3)
With ya, tell me wassup with ya, people throwing up the finger cuz we trynna throw up fingers A-Town on my jersey, balling for a couple
Single man out here I’m just trynna make double, I stay away from women all they really want is trouble, your girl in my space and she blowing up my bubble
Blowing up my bubble, 34 that truth, I pierce threw the game just to paul up that loot!
(Chorus: Julian & Apollo Jay)
Young dudes out here stunting (What?)
Young dudes out here hustling (What?)
Eastside got the track jumping (What?)
These other dudes out here fronting (What?) x2
(Julian: Verse 4)
Ok, we skip right past foreplay, this right here the Ko, and most of yall is Ok, until you drop a single, yeah I’m still single, like the dollars in my pocket brah, first rock 30 gold chains, then we just pocket ya, poppin’ til I’m pocket crust, shades on I can’t see ya, we pull Lincoln at register we don’t pay with that VISA, don’t stunt hard I might see ya, your whip nice I might key ya!, like cut cut cut cut, that’s onomatopoeia!
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