Sike
Yea
(Kaliii)
(Ay Supreme)
Yea
(Mack Dis You Foo?)
I'm like play if you want to
That ain't what you gone do
Hoe I don't know you
So I don't care if you know me
You is not my dog
I don't like you bitches
If we fell out please believe
Ain't no way to fix it
Yeah he cool and all that
But all the fake gangsta shit
He gone have to chill wit all that
Cause I got niggas that be peep game
And they ain't cool wit all that
Niggas be claiming they ain't pussy
But they telling on that
But we already knew that
He got all them commas
But that dick it come with drama
How do I got kids
And I ain't no ones babymama
He wear a suit and tie
But in that fitted keep a choppa
And I only hang with gangstas
Keep a Ruger and a Lama
I'm like play if you want to
That ain't what you gone do
Hoe I don't know you
So I don't care if you know me
You is not my dog
I don't like you bitches
If we fell out please believe
Ain't no way to fix it
Damn that pack got me choking
Sound like (cough,cough)
Know I got that shit on me
He in my ear like (uh, uh)
Said he been a fan
He gone hit em with the (Mhmm)
Truthfully bae I'm a liar
But on me I'm gone retire
Sike
(Kaliii)
(Ay Supreme)
Yea
(Mack Dis You Foo?)
I'm like play if you want to
That ain't what you gone do
Hoe I don't know you
So I don't care if you know me
You is not my dog
I don't like you bitches
If we fell out please believe
Ain't no way to fix it
Yeah he cool and all that
But all the fake gangsta shit
He gone have to chill wit all that
Cause I got niggas that be peep game
And they ain't cool wit all that
Niggas be claiming they ain't pussy
But they telling on that
But we already knew that
He got all them commas
But that dick it come with drama
How do I got kids
And I ain't no ones babymama
He wear a suit and tie
But in that fitted keep a choppa
And I only hang with gangstas
Keep a Ruger and a Lama
I'm like play if you want to
That ain't what you gone do
Hoe I don't know you
So I don't care if you know me
You is not my dog
I don't like you bitches
If we fell out please believe
Ain't no way to fix it
Damn that pack got me choking
Sound like (cough,cough)
Know I got that shit on me
He in my ear like (uh, uh)
Said he been a fan
He gone hit em with the (Mhmm)
Truthfully bae I'm a liar
But on me I'm gone retire
Sike
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Writer(s): Kaliya Ross
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