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Pa HustlaYeahHa ha Ha ha They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do Gettin' honeys, smokin' piffs, stackin' cream too It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do Gettin' honeys, smokin' piffs, stackin' cream too It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh Okay, you're a goon, what's a goon with no profit? Broke as fuck, sittin' with an empty wallet (Ha ha) One dude lemme come in, boy I got this Everybody jumpin' around like it's a mosh pit I drop that hot shit (Hot shit), you drop nonsense (Nonsense) And my money long like the center for the Rockets (Yeah) I get that chronic, that Cali weed, roll a swisher, pass to me Smash a beat, work of art, masterpiece (Uh-huh) Game on lock and key, nobody stoppin' me (Chyeah) Got some haze and Patrón, 'bout to pop a bean (Ha ha) Now I'm rollin' like a sixteen-wheeler And my money fat like it's sixteenth meal, bruh Your favorite rapper's favorite rapper, that's the game I'm after Gettin' cheese like we play the Packers, cake and batter So be careful 'fore you hook to the IV I be chillin' in the P-to-the-I-T (Ha ha) They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do Gettin' honeys, smokin' piffs, stackin' cream too It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do Gettin' honeys, smokin' piffs, stackin' cream too It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh My swag official like a referee (Yeah) No one on the plane is stayin' fresh as me Boy, I'm dressin' clean, denim jeans sittin' low on my waist And haters get a cloud of smoke blown in their face Uh, my fam beside me, fans behind me Sorry, ma, but it's money over punani I'm super fresh (Fresh), make your lady lose her breath (Breath) It's hard not to take a Ralphie but I'll do my best (Ha ha) Rock your head and do your step, move it to the left (Left) Where you can find me posted up in my Gucci vest (Yeah) Boy, I'm gettin' paid (Paid), then I'm gettin' laid (Ha ha) Don't tell the hoes at the party that I'm in eleventh grade Ain't nobody out there fresh my age and you best believe That's why I got twenty honeys sittin' next to me (Ha ha) Child celebrity, gotta be me 'Cause my swag stayin' clean like a washin' machine Fuck y'all They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do Gettin' honeys, smokin' piffs, stackin' cream too It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh They ain't got it, they ain't got it like we do Gettin' honeys, smokin' piffs, stackin' cream too It's just the life of a PA hustler, and y'all mu'fuckers busters, uh |