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I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Smokin' on gas, I'm rollin' up G's

Nerdy bitch, she got her brain on the D

I fuck her good then I put her on fleek

I don't do sucka shit, that's a disease

She suck the dick & won't throw me a fee

Might throw me a charge, the way it get beat

I play it so smart don't think that it's sweet

I don't talk much so I'm keepin' it brief

Foreign bitch floorin' a muthafuckin' Jeep

My nigga pourin' the muthafuckin' lean

I'm goin' crazy, I'm poppin' these beans

If it's about cheddar, you know I'm a fiend

Rockstar the drip, got some zips on my jeans

Trendy young nigga, got Vans on me

Some like a drum, some bands on me

Need me a pop bitch ASAP

I get the dome, blow her face out

Astronautical bitch I get spaced out

I might roll on her, won't leave a trace out

And She know it's up when her face down

She fuck with me, wanna stay 'round

And I don't play no games, I don't play 'round

Get some gwalla Lil bitch I can't lay 'round

& I'm a dog like a greyhound

Plus, I only give fuck about the safe count

Can't be stuck with me, bitch I don't date now

See I'm hot as the summer, you came 'round

Got a foreign lil bitch, finna take down

Yeah, she only stay from the waist down

On this mission, I go to get paid now

Only see blue & green in the shades now

Run up my bands like elevator

I'm up in my bag, I see you later

Know she had to respect it, I kept it playa

I'm a chemist, she turned it up in the lair

That bitch freaky as fuck, I could never save her

My time it cost, Audemar or Jacob

If they sleepin' on me, they gone have to wake up

Face my demons, one reason I gotta pray up

I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Smokin' on gas, I'm rollin' up G's

Nerdy bitch, she got her brain on the D

I fuck her good then I put her on fleek

I don't do sucka shit, that's a disease

She suck the dick & won't throw me a fee

Might throw me a charge, the way it get beat

I play it so smart don't think that it's sweet

I don't talk much so I'm keepin' it brief

Foreign bitch floorin' a muthafuckin' Jeep

My nigga pourin' the muthafuckin' lean

I'm goin' crazy, I'm poppin' these beans

If it's about cheddar, you know I'm a fiend

Rockstar the drip, got some zips on my jeans

Trendy young nigga, got Vans on me

Some like a drum, some bands on me

I dress myself I'm like "fuck a stylist"

I'm so rare bitch I feel like I'm on an island

Run it up, gotta see all the money pilin'

Remember my forces busted was really childish

When I'm speakin' it's golden so keep the silence

Young nigga dressin', a Thousand Island

I get the lettuce but keep the salad

Know you hate it; how could you just really doubt me?

I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee

Smokin' on gas, I'm rollin' up G's

Nerdy bitch, she got her brain on the D

I fuck her good then I put her on fleek

I don't do sucka shit, that's a disease

She suck the dick & won't throw me a fee

Might throw me a charge, the way it get beat

I play it so smart don't think that it's sweet