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I heard them suckas brought them straps, drop that load off then And stop lying to them hoes, you's a ho outchea Everywhere my chest out I don't know about fear b*t*h keep asking 'bout her man, I don't know that queer n***a every chopper on got a hundred on it n***a come up out that chain because my brother want it Plot to stack up wit' my b*t*h but that sh*t wasn't growing Can't fully blame her, I'm to blame 'cause I wasn't focused I was too busy in my feelings now the bag I'm in Shot caller, boss man, on your dad, I'm him All my shooters be all net like they mad at rim Owe me money, still ain't paid? You can have that chim First class on JetBlue, I don't fly Spirit Still ain't made it to the top but I'm right near it I got my left hand on the Glock while the right steering And I'm always on the move, I don't like chilling It's hard to stay on that right road when your mind on revenge Just beat a double fisted case I'm still riding with sticks In my city it get hectic they dying and sh*t Why in the f**k you watching me? Keep them eyes on your b*t*h Cops just ate my dust in a V8 If it's one thing I'ma be, I'ma be great f**k the judge and the DA Slap a n***a like I'm X, that's the DJ Threw that ice on my neck I done caught pneumonia n***a I'll put the ones you love the most in comas Don't lie and say you been outside 'cause we been bending corners And she know I'll never fold but she gon' bend it over I can tell them n***as soft, they too high power pu**y think he's Superman you like Dwight Howard My b*t*h want Gucci slips and d**k she don't like flowers And I'll do a n***a wrong at the right hour
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