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Put down yo' phone, bae, you need to take yo' clothes off
Im on my way home, I just dropped a couple loads off
Four shots of Patron to celebrate that my ho's gone
I keep four phones, you know a young n***a locked in
I'll shoot my gun wild or yo ass could get stomped in
Hit Saks for everything, I need that new Lil' Givenchy set
Yo' bitch love my dick on the gang, I get her more wet
Never had time to play games, I get up early
Why the fuck you tryna beef with me, boy, you pushin' forty
Me Yo' daughter and yo' bitch finna have an orgy
Don't even talk about my shoes, bro, you can't afford these
Bitch said I'm lookin' like a bum, ho, you can't afford me
If I put my foot on the pedal, bet you won't see liq'
I'ma let you get yo' bars in, then I'm chargin' my fee
Bitch, n***a, you ain't touchin' shit, bro, take a seat
Yo' bitch said she let me fuck, cause I called her unique
Playin' poker, somehow won with a full house
Went to the mall and ain't buy her shit, yeah, bitch, pout
I'm searchin' for some crash outs, finna send scouts
Yea I fucked yo' great-grand, but we ain't talkin' bout the past right now
I walk in, you already know my face, I ain't gotta announce
You say you can't rap, it's too easy, lil' bro, like how
I only still fuck this bougie bitch, cause I like her sound
She askin' for some what get the fuck out and find yo' route
I crossed state lines with four bricks, I need a hundred K
Don't claim yo' gang around me, lil' n***a, I'll add a K
Speed up or slow down, for I, shoot yo' face
Be careful when I rap, there be shit that I can't say
We was in the park after dark, runnin' back fades
I ain't do bad in school, I had all A's
I don't drink that liquor, cause you know I got a bad stomach
Every time that I fuck this bitch, she always runnin
If I ain't answerin' the phone, I'm somewhere thumbin
Yo' bitch hit finesse for the dick, cause I keep her comin
Thick bitch make her shit clap, that shit sound like thunder
You better swallow motherfuckin' everything
You ain't gettin' no wedding ring
The only time I'll wife a bitch, if she suckin' dick
I don't give a fuck, I'll fuck you, you got seventeen kids
Bitch, I'm just goin' in
Don't even get me off no liquor, cause I'll
Waxin' the wood, got me lookin' like I'm Chung Ha
Got my bling on me, n***a, this is not a street fight
Say you can't see the gang shinin', n***a, check yo' sight
Cougar tryna eat a n***a up, sayin' she won't bite
Yo' bitch ass can't top my game, n***a, I'm too nice
Pay for what or you gon' what, bitch, take that hike
I told her, stop doin' that grind, she need to bounce this time
Burnin' out in front of the cops, I'm like, fuck yo' fine
Can't fall in love, lil' bitch, it take too much time
I just faced ten blunts, takin' off like I'm bout to fly
I took yo' bitch, but the funny thing is I didn't try
Let me hear you lookin' for my bro and I'm a misguide
Now you in the alley on the ground, fightin' for yo' life
That shit not even real, why you rock fraud ice
I'll act hella nice, to get in between them thighs
She talkin' bout her future and I'm sittin' actin' like I died
I can't understand what you sayin', I'm way too fried
Im on my way home, I just dropped a couple loads off
Four shots of Patron to celebrate that my ho's gone
I keep four phones, you know a young n***a locked in
I'll shoot my gun wild or yo ass could get stomped in
Hit Saks for everything, I need that new Lil' Givenchy set
Yo' bitch love my dick on the gang, I get her more wet
Never had time to play games, I get up early
Why the fuck you tryna beef with me, boy, you pushin' forty
Me Yo' daughter and yo' bitch finna have an orgy
Don't even talk about my shoes, bro, you can't afford these
Bitch said I'm lookin' like a bum, ho, you can't afford me
If I put my foot on the pedal, bet you won't see liq'
I'ma let you get yo' bars in, then I'm chargin' my fee
Bitch, n***a, you ain't touchin' shit, bro, take a seat
Yo' bitch said she let me fuck, cause I called her unique
Playin' poker, somehow won with a full house
Went to the mall and ain't buy her shit, yeah, bitch, pout
I'm searchin' for some crash outs, finna send scouts
Yea I fucked yo' great-grand, but we ain't talkin' bout the past right now
I walk in, you already know my face, I ain't gotta announce
You say you can't rap, it's too easy, lil' bro, like how
I only still fuck this bougie bitch, cause I like her sound
She askin' for some what get the fuck out and find yo' route
I crossed state lines with four bricks, I need a hundred K
Don't claim yo' gang around me, lil' n***a, I'll add a K
Speed up or slow down, for I, shoot yo' face
Be careful when I rap, there be shit that I can't say
We was in the park after dark, runnin' back fades
I ain't do bad in school, I had all A's
I don't drink that liquor, cause you know I got a bad stomach
Every time that I fuck this bitch, she always runnin
If I ain't answerin' the phone, I'm somewhere thumbin
Yo' bitch hit finesse for the dick, cause I keep her comin
Thick bitch make her shit clap, that shit sound like thunder
You better swallow motherfuckin' everything
You ain't gettin' no wedding ring
The only time I'll wife a bitch, if she suckin' dick
I don't give a fuck, I'll fuck you, you got seventeen kids
Bitch, I'm just goin' in
Don't even get me off no liquor, cause I'll
Waxin' the wood, got me lookin' like I'm Chung Ha
Got my bling on me, n***a, this is not a street fight
Say you can't see the gang shinin', n***a, check yo' sight
Cougar tryna eat a n***a up, sayin' she won't bite
Yo' bitch ass can't top my game, n***a, I'm too nice
Pay for what or you gon' what, bitch, take that hike
I told her, stop doin' that grind, she need to bounce this time
Burnin' out in front of the cops, I'm like, fuck yo' fine
Can't fall in love, lil' bitch, it take too much time
I just faced ten blunts, takin' off like I'm bout to fly
I took yo' bitch, but the funny thing is I didn't try
Let me hear you lookin' for my bro and I'm a misguide
Now you in the alley on the ground, fightin' for yo' life
That shit not even real, why you rock fraud ice
I'll act hella nice, to get in between them thighs
She talkin' bout her future and I'm sittin' actin' like I died
I can't understand what you sayin', I'm way too fried
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