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Your baby mama had a fade back in the day, boy (Don't play that) You still treat Taka like Tanger Ray, boy (Don't play that) You snitch on your homies like it's a thing, boy (Don't play that) You walkin' 'round callin' yourself a king, boy (Don't say that) Homie, don't, nah, homie don't play that (Nah) Homie, don't, nah, homie don't play that (Yeah) My homies don't, my homies don't play that (Yeah) Homie, don't, my homies don't play that I recognize your type every time you around Just a little too eager, you always dyin' to sound Like you really the guy, we all know you ain't him Everything is a lie, n***a, trust I've seen Asking who tryna match, but ain't got no bud You all in the streets tellin' n***as you really the plug I mean, damn, bruh, you always wanna borrow a dub Then go to the 'Gram like you got it outta the mud Like you active, but your way of thinkin' and livin' is backwards Always lyin' about the women you smashin' Hood-hoppin', still cappin' in captions And act as if you ain't lackin' You always where every barber shop debate at Askin', "Where the hoes?", "Where the Bombay at?" Owe n***as money, but you never try and pay that If you broke, that's fine, too, n***a, just say that Your baby mama had a fade back in the day, boy (Don't play that) You still treat Taka like Tanger Ray, boy (Don't play that) You snitch on your homies like it's a thing, boy (Don't play that) You walkin' 'round callin' yourself a king, boy (Don't say that) Homie, don't, nah, homie don't play that (Nah) Homie, don't, nah, homie don't play that (Yeah) My homies don't, my homies don't play that (Yeah) Homie, don't, my homies don't play that I understand how it is, don't got a mind of your own And be all in my biz when I'm mindin' my own And you all in my face, tryna see what's the move I know what I'm finna do, I don't know about you You got a new C-Cla**, is that right? But decided to take a bus here and it backfired Must've got me mistaken, like I'm gon' let that slide Always dyin' to hang, my n***a, don't be that guy You told the hood that you SiR cousin On your mama, auntie, baby-daddy side But somehow, he your first cousin Hopin' it's worth something Sayin' you puttin' in work, braggin' like it matters Swearin' you murk something Searchin' for gas that's diesel To overcompensate lack of self-esteem, n***a, I see you Tryna impress and please who? Please believe, nobody can read you n***as like we do Your baby mama had a fade back in the day, boy (Don't play that) You still treat Taka like Tanger Ray, boy (Don't play that) You snitch on your homies like it's a thing, boy (Don't play that) You walkin' 'round callin' yourself a king, boy (Don't say that) Homie, don't, nah, homie don't play that (Nah) Homie, don't, nah, homie don't play that (Yeah) My homies don't, my homies don't play that (Ayy, yeah) Homie, don't, my homies don't play that (I ain't play that) The homies don't, nah, the homies don't play that (Nah) The homies don't, you know the homies don't play that (Ayy) My homies don't, my homies don't play that (Yeah) The homies don't, my homies don't play that (Ayy) I said the homies don't, you know the homies don't play that (Nah) The homies don't, you know the homies don't play that (Ayy)
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