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Yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh
R.I.P. Scam

In this bitch with Jay again, we finna make a hit
Think I see a nigga with his bae again
I'm finna take yo bitch
Bro got the clip in this bitch, finna take yo pic

Bro doin flips in his bitch, he can make you rich
You hear the sentence, and shit is gon' make you snitch
Freestyle ain't no penmanship, bitch, can't fake this shit
Finna hit this bitch from the back, I'ma break her shit
Build a bitch up from the ground, finna make her lit

Bitch-ass nigga never shoot, I'ma take yo stick
Broke-ass nigga who is you, swear you fake as shit
Know a nigga beat yo ass, step on his shoes, it gon' make him pissed

Cappin a nigga said his ass ready to shoot, but he ain't enlist
Bitch always blowing up my phone, I hate this bitch
Weird-ass nigga want my clothes, I change my fit
Scared-ass nigga, you a ho, you ain't on shit

Nigga tried to cop a four, the Karo'd it
I could never tell a soul, I ain't no snitch
Freestyle, swear this shit be off the dome, I ain't wrote shit
Peeped you faking, I'm like, what the fuck you on
This ain't no script, dirty-ass water, pour the four, this ain't no flip

Why the fuck you act so hard when your man's a bitch
Heard they caught him in a bucket, and they said, fuck it, it's sprayed to shit
I could never, ever, ever, ever just claim a bitch
I could really switch up the mix and change this shit
I ain't never hit the lil' bitch, she claiming shit
The other day I made her play, the bank just hit
Stacking bigger, I could never go for the lamer shit

Paper script, one thing I'ma never use, is Ableton
Cut your water off, you took a loss, got your cable clipped
Think i'm finna drop a Oppenheimer
Took your bitch the other day, made her go the other way
You better go and find her
Feelin' like I'm Gucci in 06', call me Woppenheimer
When Brody do it, he be shootin' above the rim, you better cop a sniper
Call bro a doctor, when he see a runny nose, then he down to wipe it

I be really runnin' in them stores, like swipier no swiping
Told that bitch, you just one of the hoes, you know I'm not wifing
Feel like Chief Keef, when I see them bullshit clothes, I do not like
Cuz a really pull up with the pole, he do not fight
Ima say this shit one more time off the dome, I do not write
Nigga really think that he the GOAT, but you not nice
Yeah like, what the fuck goin' on today
I'm like, damn, where the fuck is my phone today

Feel like E.T., you can't see me, bitch, I'm goin' home today
Lookin' around like, damn, hoe, fuck, which road I take
Backwood, beat a nigga ass quick, it broke, his fake
Got a crazy-ass bitch, she get mad, might poke yo' bae

I don't even play like that, what Bro-nem say
You a bitch, and your hoe a bitch, so both them gay
Gay-ass nigga
Yeah



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