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Foolish

Shawty Lo

Atl Under Fire

you a fool with it

I come through in some real Coupe-ish
Transparent, see right through it
And oh yeah! And this that new shit
L-O, and bitch I do

Lil John
Ah, ayy
Ugh, huh
Suh, shuh
Jones, Jooo
Bitches
Too much all of that goddamn shit, player
Just ballin'

I'm so tired of ballin',

ass bitch, bitch be broke all summer
Ayy, that bitch be broke all summer

Dirty bitch be tryna take what a nigga work for
I done been through some

askin' where the dope at
She be gettin plugged if she let a ni*** blow her back
She looked me in the eyes and said Jrolla I ain't goin' back
Okay lil h** I

so 
Numb

I'm so 
I'm so 
I'm so 
Numb

I'm so 
I'm so 
I'm so I'm so I'm so I'm so
Numb

Hella amputations 
Had to cut some ppl off
They only wanna

People say cartis good i say that shits a lil stretchable
Lil pump is also shit some might even say digestible
Always talkin bout me like you think that

I just took a test, it's soundin' like my shit go stupid, lil' bitch
I got like ten percent more left on my to-do list
I rolled by with my old car,

don't wanna use that again
Goin through the same situation
You a shooter why you pump faking
You ain't finna take it to the rim
You ain't finna do that

talk, but you really on nothing
I'm walking that walk, lil' nigga just fronting
Better watch where you walk, Trench get to dumping
And I know that you

You know I got, shit I don't talk about
You know I got, shit I don't talk about
Shit I don't talk about, I don't talk about
Touchdown, LAX goin

Playin' warzone at the pad, lil' bro, pickin' through the crops
Spent yo' last on some drip, I just bagged her in some Crocs
You be rollin' skimp woods, I

hoe still shoot through the most
Ain't no changin' my mind
If we slidin', let's go

Tryna run up some racks
And bitch, we tryna blow
She ain't talkin'

Sippin' martini, we eatin' linguine
Bad lil' bitch want suck on my weenie
Bossed up now and I know you don't need me
I come down and they all gonna

Y'all know what the fuck goin' on
Y'all know what the fuck it is
Aye Aye
I pull up on you like no cap
I'm fucking yo bitch and its no cap
Got yo lil

allegiance
New tennis playin round wit some racks
Street nigga i can slip thru da cracks
Trap nigga I be Juggin dem Ohs
Bleed whippin he be breaking a bowl

all
We some  mud babies 
Man I swear we been through it all 
Tryna get to it by any means
Learned from my mistakes
Switched up the scheme 
Kept you

Huh
Notice by the way I talk (Yeah)
That I'm gon' walk the way I walk
Cause I don't give no fucks (Ah)
Diamonds on my wrist, might need some salt
This

to hook you up the pine
Jack and Jill ran up the hill to do some fucky suck
Funky lil Jill came down the hill with a couple hundred bucks
She went to see

I'm feeling ya vibe and ya body You got something I can't explain
You got me so hot and excited Ignite me let me feel ya flame
Oh oooh
Fire up some

We can fly in the coupe, two seats
Been goin' through storms, baby I'll do anything I can

I know you the one baby, by the way you saying ZXN?, oh yeah

bright, It's blinding my eyes (It's bright)
Put some shades on, to see through your lies (Damn)
Been through it together, the lows and the highs (Highs)

boys some bums, I wouldn't wanna be him
Jayvo told me, lil' brother, take the safer route
You know I did, so I sat down
And then I started rap

He speak

can't fix
New day same hustle tryna get out the struggle
By any means necessary I gotta make some bubble
Got my eyes on the prize pass the rock ion fumble

me leanin', bitch, I been found it

Shit, we been spinnin' through they block, we tryna fuck it up
Mani you the hardest, yeah, I know, I'm goin' up
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