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P3 in this bitch, nigga, I'm with DKrazi
Tuff boy shit, nigga
You feel me
I can't f*ck with you, nah

You a thot, bitch
I'm just tryna run my cheddar up, bitch
No Chuck E. Cheese
Can't let these bitch ass niggas play with me

You on the Tee
Yeah, bitch
Put you on the Tee
I be fresh to death like vader

I ain't talkin' Star Wars
If you speakin' on the game, bitch, we gon' go to war
Ballin' on these goofy niggas, I ain't talkin' basketball
Yeah

Yeah
No basketball
Me and all my niggas, we gon' ball until we fall
Put my trust in G-O-D

Only God I trust
I'm really from the trenches, bitch
I'm talkin' L-I-B
C'est la vie

Yeah, lil' bitch, I'm from L-I-B
If I catch him talkin' crazy, I'ma put him on a Tee
JP3 Da Goat
That's who these pussy niggas wanna be

Yeah, bitch, I'm the GOAT
Niggas wanna be me
You can't be me, bitch
I can't see you in these Cartier glasses

Niggas ain't bout action
I pop out gettin' crackin
Houdini to the pape
You got a man, don't mind me askin'

Cause baby girl got fashion
I'm tryna make some shit happen
Niggas be some hoes
You get exposed

Can't catch a tail
Just wipe his nose
We take the temp
Them niggas cold

And we known to let it blow
So on the net stop actin' bold
Stop actin' bold
So on the net stop actin' bold

Stop actin' bold
Stop actin' bold
She told me that she love me
I gave her no reaction

I'm a model
Did a photo shoot
I'm into fashion
My life is a movie, bitch

Lights, camera, action
Can't trip about that shit, bitch
Leave it in the past tense
2024

Manifest my dreams
I'm takin' action
Real up dead opp
In a motherfuckin' Backwood

Shout out to my nigga Wendy
Yeah, we in the city, Chicago
I am not a rapper
I'm a fuckin' track star

A rock star
Seen the opps trappin' on my block
Ain't make it that far
You talkin' out your neck

No disrespect
But get your man's pop
And now your man's drop
Pushin' P for all the violence

God has said it's perfect timing
Uh, uh
So it's time to lock it in
I don't want you, bitch

Bitch, I want your friend
I can't trust you, bitch
And I don't trust no man
I'ma do my dance

Run up all this sack
And count these bands
Inside this rubber band

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