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a 100 the police can’t see me
She going bad she wanted attachments
Ops wanna kill me & make it closed casket
Been from the mud I got stains on my Laces

when we had talked
I said I'm coming right back

I called your phone
Your voicemail had hit limit
You prolly heard that the boy is bad business
But

keep dem tools
Where I'm at
And ion frontin
I got shootaz ina back
Bad bitxh gone answer
When I call collect
Ina east niggaz creep
Keep dat pole on ya

a fuck if anyone support me
Did it on my own ain't have to force me
See me out a bad bitch escort me
She a hot girl and the boy is scorching
Fire in

call her a hoe?
You call her, buddy
She with me in the backseat
Bad boy shits,
You know why she's so crazy
I just wanna leave this town
And have fun
I

though
Like a ritual sacrifice suffice
If shorty bad got to hit her with the Fabolous Nice
Cause her body like Ferraris on Pilates

And you haters couldn't

That smile on your face makes it easy to trust her
If they only knew
The girl with the tattoo
Like I do (Ah ah ah)
Okay Rosé
When he grab me by my

I'm Freaky
Yeah A nigga freaky
Always playing bad boy when it Comes to Pleasing
Good lord she enjoys our chats
I'm the reason she learned how to Roll me

voiceless
Still getting karma from them choices I made
Shit I was trynna get paid
Once had a chance, and then that chance went away
My bad decisions got my

grow up get that bread and be stable
Wanna see you eat, just not on my table
Gotta take every step on a low low
I was down bad y'all just kept a closed

Ayayayayayayay, eish
Yeah, ey, it's highly underrated man
Ey
Yeah
Ndinapenga kale ka

Started as a little young boy
Going to church on a Sunday every

fuck by tonight
She like “Veno you cold” started rolling her eyes
Whipped it out, started sucking my dick with some ice
All my niggas slang fire cuz you

Your whole style is appalling man
Lines out I come mauling man
So when record sales come calling man
Bad lines is what I'm scrawling fam
Your whole

Boy meets world, never had shit
His mind focused on a Benz and a bad bitch
In his household, man that shit tragic
His dad split smoking crack and his

Niggas built off captions, I don't get it
Niggas act like bitches, I don't get it
I was raised by women & still ain't did it
Ya pussy I know it
Ya rookie I

They could watch me Daily
Head hot feel sick by the pit of me
Where I'm from we do shit a lil different
Ima get me a blacked out Bentley
All these other

I'm SHADY

Yo where's my boy at the wifey won't have it
Won't let you out now say bye to that marriage
Ooh the swags on you know the black magic
Ladies

Yeah, Aye
Yeah, Aye

I got some people still throwing some shots
At dope boy ghost man, he don't know when to stop
I keep the stove hot, we cook for

I'm in this bitch going in like a tunnel
My money bag big like i did rooftop rumble
Heard these fuck boys wanna tussle
Shots to ya crib they don't

Oh oh y'all ain't like that
He was black too probably stood six two
With bad credit
I think he had golds in his mouth
The second coming of Hip-Hop

Serve it up for breakfast dinner supper on a crawfish platter 
Sha

She got me cravin' cajun
That coochie yum yum like a jambalaya made by Asians
Pussy

em
We stretch them like fitness, then break em like dishes
You talking that shit you go to the dentist
You boys are bitches and lord is my witness
I

bro was tryna fight a case
They said that we was bad kids
Money in the mattress
I was on that corner tryna reup on my last zip
We ain't had no money we

at norms
This bitch she looks so marvelous so bad she could be storm
Dont ever have regret to come in here and get a check
I feel good she rub my chest