Yoga is my hobby, I be pull up in Bugatti Yoga is my hobby, this a world full of thotties Yoga is my hobby, I be pull up in Bugatti Yoga is my hobby, this a world full of thotties This a world full of thotties got a sixty in the Rari Yoga is my hobby, I be pull up in Bugatti Sixty in the Rari, I be pull up in Bugatti Yoga is my hobby, this a world full of thotties This a world full of thotties
[Verse 1: Yung Lean] Yoga is my hobby, me and Thaiboy in the lobby Thousand, million, I see like a trillion See my flying high up, I can't feel a thing Pull up to the club, Polo dripped up, finna win I got stacks on me, SBE Wire leaves, poppin' E Duffle bag made of Burberry I be swervin' see, on that Hennessy In the forest with artillery, you feel me? I don't give a fuck, I be blowing on loud Pull up to the club might burn the fucker down First day of class, fresh sack of Burberry shades, smoking haze for days If you see me where I stay bitch I gotta walk away Power up to the top, drop it down, get some more Bitch I'm headed to the store World full of thotties World full of thotties It's a fucking party
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[Verse 2: Thaiboy Digital] [?] I can make you fucking freefall with no parachute Young Thaiboy got my shields so strong like [?] You can walk my path B-b-broke but you no [?] Thaiboy, Thaiboy I rather be nice (Thaiboy I rather be nice) Fuck you haters you ain't have no life (haters you ain't have no life) Thaiboy, Thaiboy I rather be nice (Thaiboy I rather be nice) Fuck you haters you ain't have no life (haters you ain't have no life)
[Verse 3: Thaiboy Digital] I be on [?] where you brought me Drop me through the back You wanna have some cash Imma give you that Why you trynna tell me what to do I'm just flexin' Why you trynna tell me what to do I'm just flexin' (what to do I'm just flexin')
Why you trynna tell me what to do I'm just flexin' (what to do I'm just flexin')
Why you trynna tell me what to do I'm just flexin' (what to do I'm just flexin')