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$ (Know It’s Me)
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Lil Gotit
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Can't rush the vibe, brando Oh, lil’ bro made this? If it's 'bout my money, I'm taxin' ho's If it's 'bout my mans, I'm whackin' ho's Crazy-ass b*t*h, I'm attractive ho Let the gang run through, pass the ho Smash the ho, pass the ho Fed the ho, then trash the ho Trash the ho, smash the ho Pass the ho, then bat the ho Bhabie might pull up, smack the ho Talkin’ real tough, get you out the door Let ho [?] bands show Bhabie come through with all the dough Bhabie come through with all the racks Pull up, get your sh*t snatched Like "Lil' b*t*h, let me get that Now you won't get that sh*t back" Ho's talk tough through their phone screen When you see me, pu**y b*t*h, hope you could hold speak They say, "Bhabie, she all top, won't pull up to the scene" He push up hunnid [?], b*t*h, you’ll notice me Yeah, you’ll know it’s me, his biggest fantasy One text is all it takes, I had that ass to sleep He say I'm all he need, that's let him join the team And when his phone ringin' back-to-back, you’ll know it’s me If it's 'bout my money, I'm taxin' ho's If it's 'bout my mans, I'm whackin' ho's Crazy-ass b*t*h, I'm attractive ho Let the gang run through, pass the ho Smash the ho, pass the ho Fed the ho, then trash the ho Trash the ho, smash the ho Pass the ho, then bat the ho Bhabie might pull up, smack the ho Talkin’ real tough, get you out the door Let ho [?] bands show Bhabie come through with all the dough Bhabie come through with all the racks Pull up, get your sh*t snatched Like "Lil' b*t*h, let me get that Now you won't get that sh*t back" He shoynk, I shlang that, n***as ain't get sh*t back Ruger's and Glock 9's and babies pushin' sh*t back Runnin' up a check, I'm reminiscing, hittin' four flags In that one way course it, nah f**k it, rush it Play with me an' get geezy, small talk be the cheapest Oh Bhad Bhabie take it easy, don't do a whole n***a greedy They hold for some, they need it, her cursin' on let you in here My phone, yeah, startin' ringin', I f**k with you, you just don't see it sh*ttin' by my lonely, all these ho's be on me I know they tryna roll with me, 'cause I be stoning Someone just phone it, a'ight, let me zone it Credit-ass crip up on it, yeah, ass she show me Ass she show and she say SLATT Speakin' new truth, no, won't do that I tray that boy he ain't dub my name n***as say wait, "We got plenty guns" We all tote shots that shoot for fun Killin' that puss want drip for somethin' Ain't sh*t, then cry made back old money Yeah, nig' gon' rob for somethin' If it's 'bout my money, I'm taxin' ho's ([?]) If it's 'bout my mans, I'm whackin' ho's Crazy-ass b*t*h, I'm attractive ho Let the gang run through, pass the ho Smash the ho, pass the ho Fed the ho, then trash the ho Trash the ho, smash the ho Pass the ho, then bat the ho Bhabie might pull up, smack the ho Talkin’ real tough, get you out the door Let ho [?] bands show Bhabie come through with all the dough Bhabie come through with all the racks Pull up, get your sh*t snatched Like "Lil' b*t*h, let me get that Now you won't get that sh*t back"
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