[Intro]

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Pasto Flocco, yeah

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[Verse 1]

Yeah, I don't even wanna collab

I asked that nigga "Please, brodie, can I get my flow back"

Fuck you, fuck you, nigga, ho that

This is not no Cardi B, Yellow, ain't no Bodak

Real niggas never say they real, they some chill niggas

Yeah, I got some family members, they don't even care, they kill niggas

Real niggas, they don't even say nothin', they some chill niggas

Yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah

Yeah, I'm feelin' like I'm Trevor from this GTA

Yeah, that nigga, he ain't starve with me, so he don't eat today

Yeah, I'm walkin' in the mall, now I'm doin' meet and greet's today

I ain't even hit a remix, me and Tecca, we made treesh today

She swipe like a Visa, on the block like Trevor Ariza

I don't want her that shawty a treesha

Shawty she lucky, I don't wanna grease her

By the way I'm spittin' these facts in my songs, they call me like "Pasto the preacher"

These niggas, they stealin' my flows, they copyin' me like I am a teacher

[Bridge]

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[Verse 2]

Stephen Curry, I'm shootin' the shot

Dope, he cooked up the pot

Sauce, you know that I got it on lock

The way you can tell, just look at my eyes

And she off a Xan and I'm off the lean, yeah, I cannot respond

And the sauce that I got, all these niggas can't copy, yeah, it's too hard to find

Yeah, I was a born finesser, Pasto, I am a flexer

I am a fuckin' finesser, I got a bitch named Vanessa

Hop in a Tesla, yeah, you know we all flex up

If that nigga want static, I don't wanna fight, nigga, I'm not a wrestler

My niggas all comin', you know we not runnin', you know that the shots get to bussin'

I get to the green, you know that she love me, she callin' me Pasto McLovin

I stay in her dreams, she think about me, she has the Cartier gleam

She said "I don't suck dick and I am a virgin," bitch, I know you a treesh

I ain't always had shit and you know I got it

It's no cappin' and they see I've got it

I'm like why you do it? Why you started rappin'?

Yeah, you know Pasto, yeah, that nigga daddy

[Outro]

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