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Uh uh uhhhh
Do you love me
Do you love
Do you love
Do you

Tryna go legit
I get stuck right in the mix
Everytime that I see a bad bitch my dick twitch
Everytime that I see some blue hundreds my face switch
Did some time in the can met some niggas that was rich aye
Please don't spare my bitch aye
Cause I can't spare a bitch
I was down I was low I'll take that shit up off yo wrist
Niggas clown on the low
They don't wanna meet I'll take they shit nigga
You know how it is
Ooo these niggas gossip like a bitch nigga
That's just how it is
I put a switch on the blick nigga you know how it is
When my partner died how the fuck I suppose to feel
You can see it in my eyes I dont even have no tears

I been ducking twelve everyday this shit real
What the fuck momma still struggling to pay the bills
How a nigga feel boy I just might kill for a mill
Tie a nigga up keep still nigga where that shit at
Niggas tryna rob me tryna get some get back
Boy please don't try me
You gone get yo shit whacked
Graduated with this f n
I'll push yo shit back
I got some bullets for them boys
I need some shit to hit at
Who the fuck said that
I ain't tryna hear that
I swing that A R mad max
Boy I swing the pack
Boy I swing
Boy I swing the pack bitch
You don't know what I'mma bring back

Fuck a groupie bitch
She wanted to fuck and got my name tatted
Do you bitch I wonder how it feel to get yo man back
Bitch I'm counting cheese don't reach in bitch get your hand back
Racks on racks my hands glued
That's what I'm attached to ooo
I get it right in my mood to tell you bitch fuck you
Ooo you gone do what you do to make me feel some
Move to a new apartment now I gotta deal some
Walk a script into the pharmacy for the wok bitch imma steal some



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Writer(s): Tyler Thomas
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