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Talkin' bout shit, I'm sayin' shit
I don't want no nigga to shit
He was just a nigga now
I think bro, how he cross the shit

Uh-oh, back, go
Hold on, I'm doin' shit, gang, gang
I think bro, how he fire the shit
He chase lanes, he swervin' shit

He got eyes like devil, bitch, you wanna see me
I'm sorry, bitch
A story time about that ho
She bad as hell with her deep bro

But she gon' f*ck if I say go
And that's my bro, so we on go
Talkin' bout you love me, bitch, you lyin
UCLA, ex-con flyin

You ain't feel that cool, so you know I'm glad
And no, you cannot get inside
Don't hit my weed, your ass be flyin
Then send your dumb ass to the sky

Then force that purse, that shit be fake
Don't pop that shit, your ass a fake
But on my soul, never trust a ho
Shit, I'm somethin' I did to get broke, bro

But big bro in the sack, he ready to go
Don't trust that ho, that shit be joke
Might take your phone, you thought you lost that hoe
Hell nah, bitch, your ass a joke

I just went up 30 with 2 60
Think I'm in a hurry
Fresh as hell, but I'm never dirty
Shit, Dior is cost like a buck thirty

You want money, bitch, f*ck that fan
You dumb ass broke, your ass lame
You a Ubers, lil' bitch, in a plane
Your lil' J here, he'll blow your brain

No, you talkin' bout to a drill, somebody
Your ass lame, you a fuckin' problem
But lil' bro here, he a fuckin' song
Six shots to his body, he died on tape

I f*ck yo' bitch and keep my bape
I'm fresh as hell, but I still got paid
No water, I see a fake ass scalp
And his bitch walkin' around, I thought she a dancer

He droppin' pics in the mirror, he ain't baked
But me and bro know that shit fake
Dippin' money, and you still ain't safe
Like a honey bun, your ass'll get baked

I think bro fried, he high as shit
He swearin' like, he changed his shit
We die to ass like devil, bitch
You wanna see me, I'm sorry, bitch

We mad as hell, you want the bitch
Man, take the bitch, I'm on yo' bitch
She a fake ass, bad lil' boozy, bitch
We up in the crib watchin' movies and shit

She gon' suck, if I say f*ck, she gon' suck
So I'm mad, yo' bitch, I went out gunnin
She a freak, love her, no, I bust another
And she clean this f*ck, so she cleaned it up

I'm tryna get fried, so get double cups
Say, hell no, bitch, I ain't tryna stay up
While I'm smokin' the wood, I'm tatted as f*ck
And all bad hoes come with bad luck

So if I was you, and you was me, tighten up
Cause if you f*ck up, you gon' end goin' up
Why I'm in this, bitch, with a cap, with a chain
Don't come to this, bitch, don't lose yo' life

You got three sticks, I hurt lil' fool and dog in his dick
But that's what he get for trustin' that bitch
So he die to shit, left his ass in the ditch
Lil' bro hot, he fly to shit

He changin' lanes, he swervin' for shit
We die to ass like devil, bitch
You wanna see me, I'm sorry, bitch
No, I don't, bitch, I come from endo

Word on snap, bitch, blow yo' window
So I lose yo' life in the middle of the camp, so, bitch
He a joke, yo' ass will get cracked
I f*ck that bitch and break her back

Big booty like Ari, man, take that back
No, I keep it a hundred, I keep it a stack
We got two drinks, can't fit in the bag
Know why she bad, bitch, where yo' dad

My homie said, that's why you bad
Her shit so dizzy, it's full of cash
When I thump with the thump, throw her ass in the bag
She heard the thump, put it up for the cash

When she bad, it's hit with a thick ass
That's the game, whole lotta dreams, she
She heard the thump, put it up for the cash
She want it, mm, mm

And she a bad-ass bitch, put a bitch on the bag
Mm, mm

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