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Okay, I need an album cover, who trying to get paid

I got some raid for who buggin, who trying to get sprayed
Five tabs, but I ain't trying to sell them, I'm trying to get laid
I'm trying to give them to yo bitch and have her suck me up
And then pass her to the gang and let them f*ck or something

And then give a mushroom to her best friend
Ok cuz we finna get some flock, find some meth heads
Okay, I think I got a way to get rich, let me test it
Okay, you pretty and you thick a little bit, but you messy

Okay, you get a thousand likes on the gram, but you messy
Can't nan nigga say I ain't real, Ima check him
I really showed 'em extra more love, so I really bless them
F*ck, I'm zoned out

Looking dumb, you might think I'm special
Special
I'm finna surround myself with important people
I always look out for my people, we more than equal

Old dude say he want it with my cousin, I'm trying to see 'em
I'm finna start dome checkin, I'm tired of warning people
One day I seen seven niggas run from one heater
I swear to God, you would've thought you saw seven cheetahs

I also saw three dudes get heartbroke by one cheater
Shit, damn, that's a cold hoe
I don't wanna buy a eight ball, I wanna whole O
And no, I ain't selling you no gram, get a whole O

Slut, I just wanted some top, keep your clothes on
Alright, what he say
So many ice heads around this bitch, call it Frozone
I get in my feelings when I think how long bro been gone

No, I ain't happy cause the killer of Zo ain't gone
I got a plan to put my team in position
My ears ring, who talking about me
I'm Superstitious, and why you lying

We don't split poles, that's bad luck
We all grab the, alright, hold on, alright
We all grab our own stick, like we about to get our ass whooped
U Get it, like my granny on my mama side told us get it

Had a red boned hoe with short hair, call her Jada Pinkett
But the stupid hoe was crazy, so I had to ditch her
I just slapped my bm in her mouth, she was talking bullshit
It was on video, tell yo nigga he could catch this full clip

I hope he know gymnastics, Ima make his ass do a full flip
Nah I'm playing, you got my name on you, I love you , I own you hoe
Bitch, you be tripping, but I'll still come f*ck you though
But you better stop tweaking, you already know

How I get, this ain't no TV, don't put on a show
For these people, I'll blow this bitch in front of these people
He lost his pills cause he was high, I'm like, I ain't see him
And he lost a whole O of hard, I wouldn't want to be him

We all take L's, it's a part of the game
This hoe fucked 30 niggas, I ain't mad, it's a part of the game
Psych, bitch, I'm hella mad
My bm  the sluttiest slut, how I nut in that

Shit, man, f*ck that
I'ma just tell my daughter she don't got no mom, but only a dad
Is I'm wrong for that
No cuz, If you take her around another man, blow yo dime for that

Flippin' chicken, in the kitchen , more money in that
So basically I'm working to invest in the exotic packs
Exotic straps

If you keep it real, I'ma keep it realer
You ain't thought of that
I ain't getting baptized, but I'm cool on people, I'm falling back
Stupid bitch, that's my real name, so don't call me that

Claim you was real, but I heard hissin, so what you calling that

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