Shoutout (feat. Clay Maskin)
'Vonte
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Aye! Aye! Aye! Shoutout to them niggas, wake up put they flag on Shoutout to them niggas who wake up and get they trap On Shoutout to them bitches who get up and get they scam On Know a girl who head so good, I changed her name to Scantron Every time I'm in her room she tell me take my pants off And she looking at my wrist, said it look like a dancehall (Phew!) Pistol in my right for those who act wrong Got em Spanish, break her backbone, then I turn my Swag on Shoutout to them niggas who wake up and get they trap On I can't waste no minutes, I learned that when I had Tracfone I can't waste no time! (I cannot, I cannot) I can't waste no time! (I cannot, I cannot) I don't even bang but my Glock do Middle finger to the law, they gone stop who? (F*ck 12) Came up in that bitch like I'm at drive thru Ordered me yo bitch and some tacos I ain't need a drink cause I got lean (I got that, I got that) Shoutout to my plug in the pharmacy Shoutout to them bitches I fucked, probably Shoutout to them niggas that are mad at me (Why you Mad?) F*ck boy, come battle me! Get yo face smacked while yo momma see They gone call 12, but I'm out on bail So Ima hit the race, I can't f*ck with jail (I cannot f*ck With that shit!) Shoutout to my bondsman I can't waste no timing Wrist a different climate It's just perfect timing Aye Aye! I been shining bright feel like the North Star F*ck it Ima gone head take my plug off Pink, Pink Comme Des Garcon it drip like duck sauce Someone get ya bitch from round me, she a jump off Its a dirty shame, she on the low down And my jeweler made my chain in Moscow (My, Chain) (Blvckamethyst!) Aye F*ck you lil niggas, ya never was popular I put them Gucci shades right on my ocular Y'all niggas talking ya'll niggas sone gossipers Young Galileo that shit been my moniker Need the cash A$AP, always gone prosper And I got BAPE camo on my bomber And I got Tommy all over my collar (Galileo) And I got CDG all on my converse I stay with the 40, I'm feeling like Oliver I made it rain, made her go check the doppler She eat the dick and she swallow my toddlers Step out the whip and the inside peach cobbler I shop at Hermes, you shopping at Hollister If that bitch is not a 10, I won't talk to her She looking at my wrist, look like Euphoria My side bitch look like a Eva Longoria (Shoutout to them niggas, wake up put they flag on Shoutout to them niggas who wake up and get they trap On Shoutout to them bitches who get up and get they scam On Know a girl who head so good, I changed her name to Scantron Every time I'm in her room she tell me take my pants off And she looking at my wrist, said it look like a dancehall Pistol in my right for those who act wrong Got em Spanish, break her backbone, then I turn my Swag on Shoutout to them niggas who wake up and get they trap On I can't waste no minutes, I learned that when I had Tracfone)
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