Makin' money so I gotta flip that hoe
Listen to Kid Cudi, and I roll another one
You can never son me, and I rise like a mummy
Early bird gets the worm, but you can't catch me
(Uh-huh)
Skirr skirr
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Skirr skirr
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Skirr skirr
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Skirr skirr
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Off the block, off the lot
In a fresh new car
Skirr skirr, I'm gone
(Skirr)
Copped some new Timbs 'cause I'm gonna be in New York soon
And you know that when I come I'm bringing a monsoon
Talkin' bout the water drip, everywhere I get
And I ain't from New York, but I shout out the Met's
Area 51, 'cause I'm out of this planet
And I got her hair in a bun, she givin' me dome man
(Skirr skirr, skirr skirr)