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Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
Had to tell her quit running your mouth
Get the cash I pull up then I'm out
Hit the gas on them niggas with doubt
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
Had to tell her quit running your mouth
Get the cash I pull up then I'm out
Hit the gas on them niggas with doubt
Tell me what's it about lil baby
I go deep in her mouth it's crazy
I got 'em sick of me now & they hating
I'm finna f*ck on her now & then later
& I got this shit, & I feel like right now I'm out of my shit
She sucking it up love to swallow the dick
Knuck if you buck I'm with all of that shit
I get up for the bucks like Giannis & them
Now I'm finna spazz out
(Hey, Uh)
She cannot find where I'm at now
F*ck on her I break her back down
We wrestle when I lay the smack down
I pin her till I make her tap out
Them racks got me acting an ass now
(Uh, uh, uh)
It's over with, these niggas know that it's over with
Snake on the way, my revenge taking place
Say your grace, I just pray that the lord will continue his will
& the way he look over me
I'm finna go take a trip somewhere overseas
Bitch cannot leave me alone, she keep texting my phone
I respond told her baby get over me
She love to come and talk to me like Jodeci
I felt like Pnb Rock when she noticed me
She keep me cool as a fan when she blowing me
Bitch mad her man ain't nowhere near as cold as me
Pen getting sharp as a knife, it be times when I write
I feel like this shit turn to poetry
Been sipping sprites on the ice, codeine what I like
I drink till I can't get no more in me
I know that I need to let go of it
I pour up a cup I need more of it
F*ck her till she can't take no more of it
Shut up, boy you ain't even cold as me
He mad cause he ain't got more than me
Shit is sad cause lil bro ain't old as me
Nigga glad he broke what a joke to me
I went and hopped in my bag, whole lot of cash
I had to stack if I wanted it
F*ck a tag I buy if I wanted it
You'll get tagged so slide if you want it bitch
Keep a mag on my side for protection
Ain't talking bout condoms when I go to burn a bitch
I got rap in the bag now it's over with
You'll get wrapped in a bag now it's over with
I'm gone play with these racks and keep niggas mad
& tell these f*ck niggas get over it
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
Had to tell her quit running your mouth
Get the cash I pull up then I'm out
Hit the gas on them niggas with doubt
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
(Yeah)
Tell me what's it about
Had to tell her quit running your mouth
Get the cash I pull up then I'm out
Hit the gas on them niggas with doubt

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