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Bro nem come throught opp nem phone, They trying to see where niggas at
This lil bitch right here ah freak, I love the way she throw it back
I told mook his ass a goofy, He like wait cause we gone catch
Love the way that nineteen feel, Watch I'm gone put that to the test

And when I get in my thoughts I just get high, Get out my face
All these niggas chasing clout, But me I'm in my own pace
Put this dick up in her mouth, She say she like the way it taste
And we duckin' cpd, No I'm not trying to catch a case

They blow his ass down, For all that runnin' at the mouth
Niggas hate on me for what?, Im just trying to make it out
We don't care bout what you is, Watch how you talk and watch yo mouth
You a think he need a scout, The way oj be ballin' out

And bitches acting bougie, But they jump from dick to dick
Foe nem got them a crate fuck band for band, They going stick for stick
I like staying to myself, Know people hate to see you rich
Apply that pressure every drop, Don't really think that I'm a miss (and I ain't cocky)

I know a nigga plan on sliding to take him out, He on that scorching shit
Was dissin' on bro nem, So I would never show remorse and shit (at all)
Shorty like 11, But he been up off the porch and shit
Think you can find better?, Then go find it I'm not forcing shit

But don't try to come back, When you see oj get to spazzin' out
Got love for tbg nem, Cause bro nem put belt to asses now
Niggas gon' dick ride and then hate, I guess they fanning out
Switch up on that glock and then spray, You get to fanning out (Blrdd)

I ain't waiting for no bitch, If yeen mine
The last nigga played, His homie end up dying
Rapping trying to get a M, I'm not trying to waste no time
Since he think he can't get touched, On his head they drop a dime

You know oj be on that rhyming shit, What? I think he lackin' now
I den put my dick up in her back, And now she tapping out
They can't never say I ain't having shit, Bitch I'm stacking out
I just put some racks up in the bank, Yeah I'm racking out

Bro nem lamping for a bucket, Got a glock is you gon' clutch it?
This bitch really ain't on nun, She wanna fuck so I'm like "fuck it"
The dicks they be on dick, So if you see em you better tuck it
Keep my circle small ain't hanging with new niggas, Ion trust it

Niggas bending and I know you see em, Bailing out that van
You gon' die if you think that it's chicken, They don't understand
Oj savv bitch I'm the ticket, I'm the one who got the plan
Put a button up on that glizzy, And watch how fast it get to spraying

He think this a game? Fuck he think work at Sony?
Man let's talk about some real shit, I used to eat bologna
Ion rotate with new niggas, Cause I know most of em phony
Yeah I'm gifted with this rap, How you know? Cause foenem told me nigga