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What I Been On
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Daboii
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Lil' Rece produced it, Lil' Rece produced it Niggas asking what I been on Out the way and in yo' bitch of yours f*ck you hoes, it's just me and my bitch 'cause I got sick of whores Got that call my nigga didn't make it, damn near hit the floor Got the tightest grip up on my kicks, I never slipped before Bro passed me the Glock and said the play, I bet I get the score They like, "Boy your life so valuable, what do you risk it for?" Bro just hit a lick and up sixteen he tryna hit for more Sorry bae I'm talking to the mic, I had to hit ignore She like, "Take a shot for me", the f*ck I look like? Drizzy Drake? Pillow talking to the bitch boy you gon' make a big mistake Caught a case for a hammer that I didn't get to spray Nigga you riding or you not? p*ssy nigga pick your fate Brodie giving head shots so we can see what's on your mind Walked in the club with ten hoes but ain't none of these bitches mine Crazy how I barely work, they like, "DaBoii been on his grind" Bullets flying, bet you see them bitches come if you was blind Pull off, never speak up on it bitch just know that we up on it Niggas posted, I don't like them, rest in peace to three opponents Hit the gas and hope that shit take me away, I'm Keyshia cole'n Sucka free, bitch ask my mama, it ain't much that we condoning On the block, bitch we patrolling You the drunk type, we get loaded Niggas dad talk on the net then know what we 'bout be the boldest The ones that flex a loaf in every pic they take, they be the brokest When they asked you for the truth, what you do? The nigga told it They like, "Who you under?" My own label, bitch I'm signed to me Bought the flashlight for the baby chopper, let's play hide and seek Baby bring that ass up over here, there's something I'm trying to see Tryna see if you can ride this dick like how I ride the beat Punk a nigga out them dollar bills, yeah I'm Suge Knight'n niggas You say you gon' do what when you see me? Hope Mike Tyson wit' 'em We know them your little sister's shoes and you still tryna fit 'em I don't feel you niggas, never would, wouldn't even try to feel 'em She like, "What's that little dance you do?" I got all kind of rhythm Niggas MIA when it's a war, but I'm still tryna kill 'em p*ssy boy you know the consequences if you riding with 'em Got ditched in front of some niggas that I love, can't catch no vibe with niggas When it's funk I'm masking up like it's October 31st You ain't even really like that, you just wrote it in your verse My nigga Hann Dog on the phone, he like, "You go to switch your words" So God forgive me for my sins, I brought explosives in the church On the gang
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