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This ain't a semi automatic is a drum bitch
Gone tone it down the henny make you fall in love bitch
You outta pocket hoe don't pull up to the function
You outta pocket it's too late for that discussion

Because i'm
Lit huh lit huh
Bag it up we lit huh
Ask me for some pictures hoe you isn't getting shit
And i've been working on myself too make it out up off this ditch
And i ain't scared i'm in too deep into this shit to fucking quit

Off an ounce
Steady off an ounce
Talk like your the shit i'll come and see what you're about
I'll call the homies from the south
To come and see you shit your tripping had my name all in your mouth

Just leave me alone
Because i'm chillin
Bitch this x inside this purp gone hold him down he get to limping
Like huh
His homie said he isnt with it
I've been distant with myself for way too long so don't you miss me
Shit and look
I'm working now
I wont forget about what you told me shit
You told me never stop i'm gonna do it for the homies
Oh he's dissing take him out just the like rest who are below me
One and only
To this shit don't give a fuck about a phony

Don't give a fuck about a lame
Why he talking boy we snatching up his chains look
Give a fuck bout what he claim
I can never love a thot bitch im in love with mary jane



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Writer(s): Ghost Plugg
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