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its khalifa
mr. look the up
all

feeling good about life
got a poured
lit
go
excuse me, my jeans levi, my shoes is
like who he
on the paper chase, waste my loose leaf
a nigga paying bills, L's on the beach
but i still move with the on a loose leesh.
some call it weird, call it unique
swag like i stepped out a boutique
and i spit like i got a full of loose teeth
closet full of new sneaks that i never wear
im in that suite, bad bitch
and if them aint me, average
i treat a beat like a
bar bras on the song paint it
ever run out of weed, i throw a fit
i keep the army at ease cause yall aint it
considered hipster, cause my shirts fit
the way bitch hit my chirp, make a hip hurt
nigga riding that wave, picturing me surfin