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##FF0000
by Lil Bil
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Listen here, little bro, I've called you three fucking times
Pick up the damn phone, I'm gonna come to Fisher myself and grab you by the fucking neck, and pull you out of class (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, talking hot
Talk your shit, gang
Wake up in the sky, got me feelin' like I'm Gucci Mane
Yeah, okay, okay, yeah
Yeah, okay, okay, yeah
Huh, I beat that case, got me feelin' like I'm OJ
Got me switchin' lanes, but I ain't drivin' no Bronco
Fuck a bad bitch in the Tahoe
She stay by my side like a motherfuckin' shadow
Hoes be leaving me solo
It's me, myself, and I right now
YSL make me your logo
I'm too fly, baby, my heels off the ground
Yeah, I only see numbers, Maison Margiela for real
Yeah, and you talkin' shit, bro, what the fuck is your deal
He all cap, his neck is teal
Fat ass bitch like Shaq O'Neal
10 bands in 12 months
I ate your bitch pussy for lunch
I hit that, brody, no, I don't give a fuck
My chain pure gold, no, it never rust
Ballin' for real, call me Malik Monk
Call you a squirrel, always on my nuts
I saw your text, baby, saw your text
I'm not tryna hit you back, I left the shit on read
Red
Red
Red
Red
Red
Red
Red
Red
Pussy was so trash, she had to go and give me head
Crazy, bitch, she off her meds
Fucked around and got you mad
Started rappin', got that bread
She know where her home is at
Bitch, you know where you belong
Should've known that all along
I diss pussies in my songs
I ain't cappin', nah, nah, nah
Yuh, I'm making music no matter the time of day
Me and that hoe, we is not the same
Me and you, bro, we is not the same
That is my bitch if she wearin' my chain
If she my girl, then she must be insane
This lil' ho, psychotic
My jewelry, aquatic
Hate that bitch, at least I'm honest
Jesus piece, I'm not demonic
I put diamonds on my shawty
I'm cold-hearted, baby, I came out of Antarctica
No, she not my vibe if she isn't exotic, yuh
I'm too toxic, yuh
I'm not good for yuh
I still won't trust a ho
He stay with a Drake like he OVO
They see me, they feelin' my aura, bro
Latina bitch, no she not Dora though
Talk on my name and they breakin' the code
But the pussy, really never send the lo'
I don't really ever answer my phone
What you don't know, can't hurt you, bro
He off the X and he movin' slow
belong in the league, I'm really a pro
Listen here, little bro, I've called you three fucking times
Pick up the damn phone, I'm gonna come to Fisher myself and grab you by the fucking neck, and pull you out of class (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, talking hot
Talk your shit, gang
Wake up in the sky, got me feelin' like I'm Gucci Mane
Yeah, okay, okay, yeah
Yeah, okay, okay, yeah
Huh, I beat that case, got me feelin' like I'm OJ
Got me switchin' lanes, but I ain't drivin' no Bronco
Fuck a bad bitch in the Tahoe
She stay by my side like a motherfuckin' shadow
Hoes be leaving me solo
It's me, myself, and I right now
YSL make me your logo
I'm too fly, baby, my heels off the ground
Yeah, I only see numbers, Maison Margiela for real
Yeah, and you talkin' shit, bro, what the fuck is your deal
He all cap, his neck is teal
Fat ass bitch like Shaq O'Neal
10 bands in 12 months
I ate your bitch pussy for lunch
I hit that, brody, no, I don't give a fuck
My chain pure gold, no, it never rust
Ballin' for real, call me Malik Monk
Call you a squirrel, always on my nuts
I saw your text, baby, saw your text
I'm not tryna hit you back, I left the shit on read
Red
Red
Red
Red
Red
Red
Red
Red
Pussy was so trash, she had to go and give me head
Crazy, bitch, she off her meds
Fucked around and got you mad
Started rappin', got that bread
She know where her home is at
Bitch, you know where you belong
Should've known that all along
I diss pussies in my songs
I ain't cappin', nah, nah, nah
Yuh, I'm making music no matter the time of day
Me and that hoe, we is not the same
Me and you, bro, we is not the same
That is my bitch if she wearin' my chain
If she my girl, then she must be insane
This lil' ho, psychotic
My jewelry, aquatic
Hate that bitch, at least I'm honest
Jesus piece, I'm not demonic
I put diamonds on my shawty
I'm cold-hearted, baby, I came out of Antarctica
No, she not my vibe if she isn't exotic, yuh
I'm too toxic, yuh
I'm not good for yuh
I still won't trust a ho
He stay with a Drake like he OVO
They see me, they feelin' my aura, bro
Latina bitch, no she not Dora though
Talk on my name and they breakin' the code
But the pussy, really never send the lo'
I don't really ever answer my phone
What you don't know, can't hurt you, bro
He off the X and he movin' slow
belong in the league, I'm really a pro
