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I ain't tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn) What's goin' on, bro? I thought you was fam (Was fam) And you mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn) Got me like, "What the f*ck wrong with him?" Tryna beef over some p*ssy, that's funny (That's funny) Can't believe this ho made you her crash dummy The way you act, that ho p*ssy better be squirtin' out money Platinum diamond, VVS' payin' taxes or somethin' But it's okay, I understand, you just couldn't keep it a hunnid While you locked up somebody else shovin' that dick in her stomach I can't be beefin' bout these bitches, bruh, this shit gettin' old Knowin' that p*ssy stainless steel, but yet you treat it like gold They been showin' me that these niggas ain't real (Ain't real, f*ck nigga) Get caught up with that time, they gon' squeal (Gon' squeal) These bitches ain't shit, these niggas ain't real (Ain't real) Keep playin', your ass f*ck 'round and get killed What's goin' on, bro, I heard you been trippin' (Was trippin') I thought you kept it real from beginnin' Until I heard that track you made and I came to some suspicions I can't believe to my surprise, one of my woadies sneak dissin' Yeah, you turned cold, I can't f*ck with you It's like that Molly done turned you into a f*ck nigga Hold up, wait, bro, pose for the picture You officially have been framed as a f*ck nigga And that's truth, this... ain't f*ckin' with you at all And Lil Baby snapped, but this f*ck nigga ain't my dawg That ain't my dawg no more That ain't my dawg (No) That ain't my dawg no more (Nah) I ain't tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn) What's goin' on, bro? I thought you was fam (Was fam) And you mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn) Got me like, "What the f*ck wrong with—" I can't be f*ckin' with none of these niggas 'Cause all of these niggas be actin' like bitches You know that I'm straight out of Indian River I don't give no f*ck about none of these niggas We just tryna run up this mothaf*ckin' skrilla All of my niggas, they really some killers See you a p*ssy, I used to f*ck with you But then you turned cold on me, nigga what's up? I cannot go, oh, oh like that (I can't go like that) Can't believe you switched up like a ho like that Like bruh, I know you ain't got many hoes like that I would have let you have the bitch I would have let you smash the bitch I don't give a f*ck, nigga (What?) 'Cause you're still a f*ck nigga (What?) And that time you let me hold your pistol You should have bucked, nigga Wait, I should've bucked you, nigga But now I'm feelin' like f*ck you, nigga (f*ck you) And if this chopper ever catch you, it's hungry It eat your bitch ass up for supper, nigga (Yum, yum, yum, yum) Sometimes I wake up and I be in my feelings all night Sometimes tell that I was reminiscin' All of these bitches, they wasn't even missin' me Now they all on me and they tryna kiss me I thought that we were 51-50, but you could never be with us These niggas claim they f*ck with us, but really be the enemy I ain't tryna get in my feelings, but damn (But damn) What's goin' on, bro? I thought you was fam (Was fam) And you mad at me about a bitch Instagram (Like damn) Got me like, "What the f*ck wrong with him?" Tryna beef over some p*ssy, that's funny (That's funny) Can't believe this ho made you her crash dummy The way you act, that ho p*ssy better be squirtin' out money Platinum diamond, VVS' payin' taxes or somethin' But it's okay, I understand, you just couldn't keep it a hunnid And you just couldn't keep it a hunnid
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