FRIED
KJ
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Could tell how she lookin' That shawty adore me I'm a shooter, Robert Horry Up in the DMs you know I be scorin' Couple baddies on me And they foreign Love how she look But she fake a lil boring Either way I'll f*ck her to the Morning Can't be my bitch If you be out here Whoring And I'm the flyest Baby I be soarin' She only want me Cause I'm getting rich Paid in full Like I'm Mitch Call me Lilo I need me a Stitch Knew she was a fan Taking sneaky pics Bitches ain't taking Shit from me but dick I ain't lying I'm legit Niggas hating Cause I'm him Bitches love me Cause I'm it Bitch on my dick Keep blowing Up my Phone F*ck a bitch I'm better on my own If we can't f*ck Better leave me alone I don't need distractions I been in my zone She know I'm a Dog I just wanna bone I can't lie to you Baby I'm grown I know you miss it Could tell by the tone But now she hit me up All she hear is The tone Coulda got back You was fucking The bro And you tried to Keep it on the low And I could be grimey And f*ck on ya sis Like the shit I be Making I'll hit Nowadays ion care I can't wife On no bitch They ain't good for Shit but Sucking dick And don't tell When we fucking My bitch gon be sick And if my shawty See you She making it lit I hate why you lied If she think I'm wifin' She fried You can't be my bitch Word to the guys Yeah you can't be mine Cause you ain't by my side Woahhh Been thru a lot When it come To these hoes They been taking A toll and it shows Can't even vent When I speak to The bros When I'm in my Feelings keep it On the low Really I wanted Me and her to grow But she left Oh no Need me a coat Cause the world So cold I been fighting these Demons you don't Even know I just been working I'm waiting to blow I'll get rich And then turn to A ghost I think about money Everywhere I go Cause I'll just rather Die then be broke I made some ends Off of selling some Dope Crazy part bout it I don't even smoke When I was down Everybody made jokes Now I'm the man And they call me the goat Could tell how she lookin' That shawty adore me I'm a shooter, Robert Horry Up in the DMs you know I be scorin' Couple baddies on me And they foreign Love how she look But she fake a lil boring Either way I'll f*ck her to the Morning Can't be my bitch If you be out here Whoring And I'm the flyest Baby I be soarin' She only want me Cause I'm getting rich Paid in full Like I'm Mitch Call me Lilo I need me a Stitch Knew she was a fan Taking sneaky pics Bitches ain't taking Shit from me but dick I ain't lying I'm legit Niggas hating Cause I'm him Bitches love me Cause I'm it
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