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I really like that I'm out of the mix
I think she like me, she like my pics
I think she like me, she like my flow
He speakin' on me, I call her lil' bro
He not afraid, put that tag in your toe
But I'm not with the talkin', it's time to get gone
Not with the talkin', it's time to get gone
Yeah, yeah
Not with the talkin', it's time to get home

What is he talkin' bout
What did you talk about? Don't even care
I came with a fire and I showed it is hair
Don't mind it, we'll part the way, I keep a bear
I don't play drunk, he get hit like a snare
That boy get hit like a bass
That boy get hit in his face
I'm runnin', I catch in no case
I'm runnin' like I did the race
Don't matter how much time it takes
Take it easy, she was takin' lace
Don't know that lil' boy, I just grace
Don't know that lil' boy, he not one of us
He was away here for a hundred bucks
We get the sticks, comin' out the troops
Another, I'm down to be sayin' I'm shook
When I'm walkin' the floor, she make love my direction
Go get your man's ass, they ain't hittin' correction

How you only got one's on the gram, you be flexin
You got two bands to worry about, why is you stressin'
How is you speak on the mic with no message
How is you talkin' to old girl like that
Then get mad with me and her texting
When I'm walkin' the floor, she make love my direction
Go get your man's ass, they ain't hittin' correction
How you only got one's on the gram, you be flexin
You got two bands to worry about, why is you stressin'
How is you speak on the mic with no message
How is you flexin' fake feuds and suppressing
How is you talkin' to old girl like that
Then get mad with me and her texting



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Writer(s): Christopher Thompson
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