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Niggas talking like they got it
Nigga, I'm really him on my mama
Nigga, that's facts, straight up
Heavy steppers and all that
Big blowers and all of that

Niggas talking 'bout what
Not him, I'm him, nigga
Niggas really talking about
Nigga I been popping it

It look like ooh-wee, new Jay-Z and Roc
New face on the watch, new plays in the drop
New bitch, that's gon' pull up park that thing on the block, yeah
Fuck a body shot, we gon' aim it at your noggin

If you playing ball, send a bitch to get inside
She gon' tell us what you on
You gon' think that y'all was vibing
Even when I'm wrong, it still feel like perfect timing
Shorty know I'm gone gone, this shit more than rhyming

I done lost it all, I was living like a dog
I done spent a million hours In the streets tryna find it
If it's gon' help me ball up then I'm super trying it
Your bitch will get called up, she ain't gon' decline it

Bust it down for me one time
I got to feel it before I try to dress it up in designer
Feel like vroom-vroom, tryna make shawty make her mind up
Niggas boo boo, niggas really ain't no grinders

Bet niggas fake, they gon' switch 'bout a check
I'm tryna beat that little bitch out her neck
I'm tryna bust my wrist down in baguettes
Might bust down on your block, leave a mess

Don't know why I'm just not like the rest
Get you flew to the Island on jets
I be using my bitch get upset
Bitch, you losing it, I feel like

Bet niggas fake, they gon' switch 'bout a check
I'm tryna beat that little bitch out her neck
I'm tryna bust my wrist down in baguettes
Might bust down on your block, leave a mess

Don't know why I'm just not like the rest
Get you flew to the Island on jets
I be using my bitch, get upset
Bitch, you losing it, I feel like



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Writer(s): Composer Author Unknown, Rex Zamor, Zairyus Anthony Palani Jackson, Tshiswaka Kayembe, Adrian Perkins, Marcus Marquette Vester
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