F**k Em

Hard on you hoes too huh ... big hoss shit

Applying that pressure
I know you don't like it
I'm out here
How bout you come find me or something
I Bought this new pistol
I got me some hallows
Like fuck it, ah hoe might just try me or Sumn
I'm grinding
I'm humble
I know my time coming

Brought da backend you know that I'm thumbing
Bitch got a problem I'll up like it's nun
God made me tough on my enemies fuck 'em
Fuck 'em Fuck 'em
God made me tough on my enemies fuck 'em
Fuck 'em
no competition bitches dese be bugging
Fuck 'em
Don't give my time if it don't make me money
Fuck 'em
He give me a stack he no I ain't fucking

The limit is gone
100 the dash
I humbly flex
I look like a bag
I'm close to a M
My neck look like water
My watch a Rolex
I'm balling no net

You see my neck yeah Dey VVSssss
You see my purse it say CC
Wait till I get meeee ah Richard Mille
Foot on they neck
These niggas gone feel me
I do not miss know I shoot threessss
Haters gone watch from the nose bleeds
Know they won't say it but they love me
Know ahhoe get popped for she pop me

Nigga want smoke then it's fuego
My niggas on go like Diego
Blow yo asa back with dis big assi draco
Bitch don't play with my pesos

Fuck 'em
Don't give my time if it don't make me money
Fuck 'em
He give me a stack he no I ain't fucking



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