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Unfuckwitable

Rylo Rodriguez

10

(AyJay on the track, so you know I say)

I′m a 90's baby, I came up drinkin′ Act', I don't sip no Par2023, bro, get in line, there′s a wait list on this car

Wait list on this h-, I give her back, she asked me about a check

I′m NFL lit, just like Sauce Gardner, I hit the h- and jet

Coulda been a realtor, got a couple houses round my neck

N- pillow talking, know you tired of yawning, go get your rest

Real brick baby, Section 8, my cousins WIC babies

I'm a ′Bama boy, I'm thinking about startin′ a label with Nick Saban

Say I'm in a room with a b-, and that h- don′t wan' fuck

Like a player, I'ma call me a s-, and hit it in front of her

Fo′ sho′, you know my earring cost a hunnid

Your plans of playing me, you need to cancel the sh- like Donda

Give the h- a Plan B, you ain't finna be my baby momma

Oh, you geeked still?

Day one′s only, I ain't came in with no new n-, hold your feet still

The man, but he can′t duck a taco, wanna beef still

I still ain't signed to a major label yet, I need six mill′

Can't run from no switches even if he zigzags

Money on my head, I double that and put that back on your lil'-

Took a Tesla in the Tesla, the car can′t get gas

No makeup, still a ten, I can′t believe the lil' h- this bad

220 on the Redeye, I can′t believe the car go this fast

Soon as they see that you a lil' happy, then they get big mad

Free the bros, they had got booked for playing the cards that they was dealt

I′m from where we puttin' out shirts to stand on cars

Got to Neimans, don′t tell me thank you, say you sorry

Me and bro'nem just were horseplayin', now we pull in a Ferrari

(Twysted Genius baby)

On a bus, he had got bust, shit too hot for the Mega

Lil′ bro fly and he be trapping, he know how to get them h- through Delta

Really green, but I had your pockets in the red, I don′t know if you let her

F- you mean? I don't care if he a teen, he still get hit with fillings

In the game, I done seen a vet get took out by a rookie

You ain′t got no aim, n- spinned on you and mistakenly sh- your brother

She f- pregnant, I gave her abortion money when I know I used a rubber

From the 'jects, where you rob your bro and you better not tell your mother

For the jet, I′ma send that lil' h- right there through American

This ain′t that, her time of the month, won't go in if I see blood

This ain't whack, the candy will still float to the bottom like it′s mud, he think it′s Act

Everybody on my payroll turnt, and I call my bluff if you try me

I live just like Travis Scott, I'm piping up my Kylie

Go shop in Prada, baby, mix it with the wham, put it in the Grabba Leaf

He living, don′t get no paper, he'd rather go catch a -

Oh, he think he bad? Lil′ bro been in that field so long, I think he lost a knee pad

One opp -, that ain't enough, still incomplete, he hit up the repass

Bro know it ain′t no snow down in the South, still rock the ski mask

The hardest worker had bows inside the couch and had Desert Eagle

When you floor it, pedal to the metal

Bulletproof the Trackhawk, you know they say birds flock together

He got sh- and can't walk, therapy getting his nerves back together

She clean up real nice, she in her bag, she got every pair of Bottega

H-, you playin', she brought her sleeping bag

Wanna n- call up a black truck, she ain′t staying

Been a few years since I coughed, I′m pouring mud with my bro, me, and Dann

Know your stylist'll probably faint if I deactivate my ′Gram

They tryna see who dress, go tell em free lil' Jeff

Left his a- at the light, money for a member, it should be no turn

We got the traffic light inside the driveway when I′m rockin' Goyard

12 hit the spot, took him to the station, now he ain′t got no charge

You a whole rat, but his block ain't got no morals, you still a dope boy

Lagu lain oleh Rylo Rodriguez