Blew
Huh
Y'all know what the fuck going on
And this bitch said uh, uh, uh
This bitch hard as hell
Alright
I need ah Audemars Piguet, nigga, rose gold
Well, it don't matter the color
Just need my wrist froze
Unc was really tryna teach me how to get a brick gone
I was more focused on how to get yo bitch home
And I know it hit home when dawgy bone seen his bitch gone
Yeah, yo best bet is leave that bitch alone
Why would I fear any of y'all niggas? Most the city clones
Alright, I need a different flow
Man, I been in a different mode
Really feel like the coldest from the Mitten, though
You can't say you the goat if you clinging on to that Mitten flow
Niggas ass, and they mans need to really admit it to 'em
And if yo mans do tell you, you might need to listen to 'em
Just listen to us, in this muhfucka tripping, stupid
What the fuck... nigga, it's 11:13 P.M and we in here talking stupid
And me and Dede been stopped showing love
Nigga, I thought you knew it
Nigga, we just went to school together
And you thought you knew us? I had to stop showing everybody love
'Cause that shit was useless, and I know y'all seen the wor cover
Nigga, I done blew cupid
Bitch, I feel like Jigga
I done gave my team a few Blueprints... yeah
And yo favorite rapper type beats, we done blew through them
Naw, the doors through the game, man
We finna been done blew through them, naw
A 5 pack of Dark Stout woods, we done blew through them
Yeah
Damn
And if her mans get to tripping, then we'll been done blew him
We in here high as hell, on the beat on some blew shit
They steady wondering when we gone drop some new shit
I was out with my ex when I peeped my new bitch
It's some niggas thinking they my mans 'cause they used to hoop with me
Tryna get to the point where we can blow a cool 50, if I lose it all
Then I wonder who gone still be here with me, I'ma fuck her
Off the way I talk, you niggas using Pink Whitney... talking 'bout some
"Come and drink with me", why this bitch
From the other side tryna link with me? (So, what)
(You end up beating her?) Oh, you thought I didn't? Hell yeah
I hit it, then I told her "Fuck you, and them niggas
Talking 'bout some 'free that man', bitch
That was the wrong decision", I started living wrong as hell
Just so I could make some chicken
But now, I'm looking back on it
That was a great decision... nigga
No love shit
And they know what the fuck going on
Yeah
Y'all know what the fuck going on
And this bitch said uh, uh, uh
This bitch hard as hell
Alright
I need ah Audemars Piguet, nigga, rose gold
Well, it don't matter the color
Just need my wrist froze
Unc was really tryna teach me how to get a brick gone
I was more focused on how to get yo bitch home
And I know it hit home when dawgy bone seen his bitch gone
Yeah, yo best bet is leave that bitch alone
Why would I fear any of y'all niggas? Most the city clones
Alright, I need a different flow
Man, I been in a different mode
Really feel like the coldest from the Mitten, though
You can't say you the goat if you clinging on to that Mitten flow
Niggas ass, and they mans need to really admit it to 'em
And if yo mans do tell you, you might need to listen to 'em
Just listen to us, in this muhfucka tripping, stupid
What the fuck... nigga, it's 11:13 P.M and we in here talking stupid
And me and Dede been stopped showing love
Nigga, I thought you knew it
Nigga, we just went to school together
And you thought you knew us? I had to stop showing everybody love
'Cause that shit was useless, and I know y'all seen the wor cover
Nigga, I done blew cupid
Bitch, I feel like Jigga
I done gave my team a few Blueprints... yeah
And yo favorite rapper type beats, we done blew through them
Naw, the doors through the game, man
We finna been done blew through them, naw
A 5 pack of Dark Stout woods, we done blew through them
Yeah
Damn
And if her mans get to tripping, then we'll been done blew him
We in here high as hell, on the beat on some blew shit
They steady wondering when we gone drop some new shit
I was out with my ex when I peeped my new bitch
It's some niggas thinking they my mans 'cause they used to hoop with me
Tryna get to the point where we can blow a cool 50, if I lose it all
Then I wonder who gone still be here with me, I'ma fuck her
Off the way I talk, you niggas using Pink Whitney... talking 'bout some
"Come and drink with me", why this bitch
From the other side tryna link with me? (So, what)
(You end up beating her?) Oh, you thought I didn't? Hell yeah
I hit it, then I told her "Fuck you, and them niggas
Talking 'bout some 'free that man', bitch
That was the wrong decision", I started living wrong as hell
Just so I could make some chicken
But now, I'm looking back on it
That was a great decision... nigga
No love shit
And they know what the fuck going on
Yeah
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