DETAINED

Ass, ass, ass, ass, huh
Bad, bad, bad, bad, oh
Got the bros, vámonos, yea we out, out, out

What if I told you I got hoes, got a lot, lot, lot (ooo)
Let me tell you, I got bros, we on top, top, top (we up, we up)
Confiscated money, I'ma cop, cop, cop (ooo)
I might just detain yo girl in my heart, keep it locked (let me up)
But, I know she a thot (we just back, we just done)
(we just front, we just back, run it back)

(i just uh) She's a lot to handle, bitch, uh
Gun to my hip like Rambo shit, huh, I know this (ah)
That's what she said when she saw my- (ah)
I feel like fucking up on my- (ah)
She be like sucking up on my- (scatt)
Lately, I've been locked out
Keep that gun in my house, uh
I'll make it back, I'm doing laps
Won't let you feel left out, oh wait
She feeling that bulge right on my waist
Bitch, that ain't my gun, I gotta face it
You cannot run, I am a racist
Certified racist, I'ma race you in my sleep (sleep)
Certified braces, I'ma eat you with my teeth (teeth)
Certified laces, bitch, you under my feet (feet)
So don't look up (d-don't look up)

What if I told you (up) I got hoes, got a lot, lot, lot (ooo)
Let me tell you, I got bros, we on top, top, top (we up, we up)
Confiscated money, I'ma cop, cop, cop (ooo)
I might just detain yo girl in my heart, keep it locked (let me up)
She a thot (wait)

She got two more dick issues
I got too much trust issues
She gon' say, "nga br ma ma pyit bu"
But I know she gon' touch tissue
And bitches like my bitch
They don't come like that no more, they discontinued (wait)
Look at my wrist, kill you, uh
(hit you with that pipe-pipe-pi-pi-paw-paw)
Between you and me, we know you ain't a man
And you mans gon' hype you up (let's go)
I don't think that they're your friends
Got connections down and up (up)
I ain't a killer, I won't pretend
But I'm close with the people that'll wipe you up
Take that diamond ring and wife you up
Pff- I got innovative information, I cannot be touched
Bitch, I got a mate inside your place
So you can't even trust (we up)
And fuck all of your boys
They be bitches, they be snakesss (ah-ah)
But I cannot relate
Guess it's 'FOR MY SAKE,' uh

(wai-wai-wai-wai-wai-wai-wai-wai-wait)

(bitch) I reach for my waist
Lil bitch wanna come up in my place
And listen to 'FOR MY SAKE' (yea)
But I got a couple line of plans
To give me that blue face (face)
Fuck it, we gon' make a TikTok
We gon' make a wristwatch
We gon' be some pickpockets

If I fight you, it's a dance
I got hands, you got none (ay)
You a little poopy pants
You can't stand on your own
I ain't phased by nun of your friends
This my city, this my home (bitch)
I got bigger guns than ya'll pussies would've known
(bitch, bitch)



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