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Yeah, this ain't real
So, for this time
Fire back beeping
It's my first linden you've seen

Fire hiring, you already know
Find I crack it crying
All the neighbors running round
And I bring it for you

Didn't wanna walk off
Why ain't none got authority
I know I be trippin, I be off the streets
But if I fall down, is it gonna stay without my hands

I never said shit
Nothin' that I'd fall out of my man's
That's why I sing rap
For a couple bands, niggas be some hands

I'm a niggas girl, I'ma do my dance, do my dance
I break them jeans down, then I back that shit up
Bring it on, break it down
She turnin' up, I'm smokin' on that smoke

I'm a computer bad bitch, she don't give a fuck
She don't give a fuck
Hit niggas for nothing, that's why I fuck her hard
I'm a lightweight, well they shoot a shit like Sting

I ain't got no love for her, vibe with her lil' me
But you see this body, we ain't mean to
And if you took her, brother, they gon' bleed
They gon' bleed too

How you know Maddie, she my fiend
When I bring it all back, I can show you what these fiends do
You know I want you, but I don't mean to
I don't mean to

Purple or pink, I might mean to
I don't mind with my bad bitch and the bitch too
But I figure I can show you what these bands do
Bro Mike got the Glock, but he got hands too

R.O.P.'s in the trap, I got Xans too
Baby, I could be your man or your friend
I got this fire, I'll start the game
Smoke a green, cause this ain't bad

Cause my federation got a game after game