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Hello? I don't know, aye I don't know, aye I don't know, aye I don't know I don't know, aye I don't know, aye I don't know, aye Hey, hit it big boy If you hand me your bagel I'ma eat that shit If you hand me your Beyblade I'll let it rip I heard you like 'em tall, heard you like 'em thick (thick) Lucky you boo I got Micky D's hips Extra on the pickle, extra on the sauce When I order Ginger ale, I order on the rocks You can call me baby, you can call me Brae You can call me baby Brae Sweet like Baby Raes (Mark Zuckerberg) I don't know, aye I don't know, aye I don't know, aye I don't know I don't know, aye I don't know, aye I don't know, aye (yeah) I only eat a booty with a side of fries (yeah) I only eat a booty if it's super sized (okay) I only do a song if it's worth my time Don't poke at my ribs if you're past your prime (prime rib, get it?) Got my shirt tight and my denim loose F- a dress tie, f- a night suit (night suit) Let the records talk (talk) Let the numbers speak (speak) Never once put a number on a spreadsheet I don't know, aye I don't know, aye I don't know, aye I don't know I don't know, aye I don't know, aye I don't know, aye Hey, Joey, Brae, it's uh, your manager I regret to inform you that I'm gonna be getting on a plane to Costa Rica Your numbers are way down across TikTok and all the socials So uh, I'm outta here, uh Nice working with you and good luck