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And I always been the type to stand out from my seat
Turned my 15 to an hour, took a shower, coming clean
She know me from round the way, I'm always

just wanna lust
I got my girl by my side know she down to ride
Just you and I

loose
Pickin hoes that be the same
I swear its just like duck duck goose
Say I can't take a loss again
Nigga I just refuse
Say dat hoe praise god but she

Jiggen & finessing all these nigga's want my spot
Twelve just rolled by twice I think the block is getting hot
Loaded up all the drugs we located

People are always talking
But what happens when the talk isn't cheap and it is what it is?
Well, what I mean by this is, Hillary Clinton
Man, I

and your path to shakin' asses and leeches
But I can't spend all I pass by the twin, let's see what he can do
Ayy, write back the subs that you play, I'm

Yelling at the nats but, they never yell back 'less I got gold plaques like I haven't been brushing my teeth
Heard I got hot, you a thermos thot so, I had

me good brain like she got two degrees
I jump on the mic with hella intuity
I fuck on hoes but I don't like groupies
Please don't copy the swag, I've

this shit
Got the apes outside
They stalkin' this shit
Like I mentioned at the border
We gettin' paid
We got that money
We gettin' fed
By any means, it's

you can't find

The ocean's coming up to my ear by noon
And I could defy gravity with hot air balloons
I miss Saturday morning cereal and cartoons
But

Can’t wait to plate what I’m cookin
Go head raise the steaks
Cuz it way to “hot”
I can see the win without lookin
Y’all ain’t got what I’m on
I be like

I been doing this thing for a while and I been lost
Brodie just got caught by the 5 0 and just now he got boxed
I got to get this right now

design Something's fine, I want a kind of diamond
That you find out in the corner Shorty hot like lava, she sweet like guava
Nirvana, I got that raw, that

(Aye Corn this shit hot!)
Put a switch on a
Yeah this toy crazy
Go an check up on yo bitch heard she boy crazy
Wock in the Glock hit his top make

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Hot bitch always by the equator
She a lame hoe, don't ever equate her
On the track I win, say later
Cuz on the beat, I'm simply

I'm in my bag
Huh
All these coulda shoulda wouldas
Can't say they aint shit
That's exactly what they full of
I been building brick by brick
Would've

hit I take, imma take it on the nose, yeah
Imma take it on the nose, every girl be hitting a pose
Ice my neck, I'm dying, it's froze
It's getting hot

Her grief seems desperate yet she yields herself to the exhausted hand-over-hand heaving of weary gravity. I found the apex of my anger somewhere

Black sport jackets
They're quickly losing patience
Hot-tempered
Red lax faces
A dire situation
Won't get better

I've come to hate white nights
For

shoot for'em thanks God I'm a real nigga real Stunna I'm gonna die for'em
Brought a bitch a purse we have to slide hold on my stick on
Ten bitches by my

it speed
For the hell of it codeine this ain't benylin no
For the hell of it For the hell of it for the hell of it
Been hot look at my melanin usto

with me
Iron with me, try to run, shot in your back, you dyin
Ricky, this bitch all on only fans
She ain't got a man, I'm with Johnny

Hoe dont hit my

missed
Another reason she ain't fuck w the kid tho

Bro I don't need her I get clean I mop the floor in the kitchen
Rinse the cans before I run the sink

Can't decide if I love myself or not
I can seem them in the back i know they plot
She been waiting on the day i tie the knot
Picture perfect when it