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Fights Don’t Matter
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Drakeo the Ruler
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I looked at my wrist two times and caught pneumonia I hopped out the coupe with Nina Ross, she is a smoker If you never had a shootout at the club, pass my blower (Smoov, what's good, baby?) I just beat a nigga where the Neiman Marcus store at (Thank You Fizzle) Walking on water, critics say that I'm icy, Saweetie I just made him drop it like it's hot with a mic on me Niggas starin' at me like we cool, I'm not your friend The plug told me seventeen a piece, I started Paisa dancin' Mister big bank uchie face Can I hit your cup? She got hit with the stupid face This was back in my Gucci days I turned to Jet Li and got blood on my Boosie fade Niggas sneak dissin' every day, let the mic go answer Tell this nigga BM stop textin', I might go blamp her Bought the whole hood, Instagram us, couldn't find no manners I'ma give him thirty-three shots 'cause fights don't matter, shit Tell this nigga BM stop textin', I might go blamp her, nigga I'ma give him thirty-three shots 'cause fights don't matter Thirty-three shots, bitch, I ain't finna fight no nigga I'ma leave him dead in the street with his iPhone 7 When I left the coupe, all you saw was banana peels He ain't dodge shit, I'm tryna pull off in that Challenger Custom-made pieces, we don't never touch the mannequin It'll be a steel cage match, try to challenge us Let me guess, this why all you niggas mad at us 'Cause we kept the street code and we got our fanbase up Niggas sneak dissin' every day, let the mic go answer Tell this nigga BM stop textin', I might go blamp her Bought the whole hood, Instagram us, couldn't find no manners I'ma give him thirty-three shots 'cause fights don't matter, shit Tell this nigga BM stop textin', I might go blamp her, nigga I'ma give him thirty-three shots 'cause fights don't matter, shit This for any nigga tryna bogart I gave him ten, the other ninety just to show off, shit What you know 'bout me? I'm out the window of the Benny like Hulk Hogy I'm a showboater And stop screamin' out my name, bitch, I don't know you, shit I'ma go pour 'em Wait 'til you see me drop a hundred up in slow motion You think I'm dumb, hold up I bought ten Ace bottles and dropped the club owner, nigga I know I'm wrong, hold up My shooters pulled up with them sticks like it was pro bono, shit Niggas sneak dissin' every day, let the mic go answer Tell this nigga BM stop textin', I might go blamp her Bought the whole hood, Instagram us, couldn't find no manners I'ma give him thirty-three shots 'cause fights don't matter, shit Tell this nigga BM stop textin', I might go blamp her, nigga I'ma give him thirty-three shots 'cause fights don't matter
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