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Hating Us
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TyFontaine
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Lil boy you a lame, no you can't hang with us Bag after bag, stackin' paper up These boys think they better, not the same as us Smokin' gas, on they a**, high like angel dust I was broke as f**k then got my paper up Please don't [?], sh*t get dangerous You can't hang with gang, b*t*h you a lame to us We done pa**ed all they a**, now they hatin' us Laid up on they a**, but now I'm back at it In love with by bread, b*t*h I'm a bag addict (okay, aye, aye) These boys think they better, really bad at it B*t*h I'm countin' up all my cheddar, doin' mathematics (hahaha) You know I can't save no hoe (yeah, yеah) Diamonds all on my neck, my sh*t like H2O (okay, go) I just got a new goddamn chеck, I got a bag to blow (woo) And I been done had that b*t*h, no you can't have the hoe (woah, woah) What you say bout me? I got a brand new stick and I fill that b*t*h with .223's I can't play bout mine lil n***a, that sh*t on G-O-D He play with my slime, I owe that lil bro R.I.P Bag, after bag, after bag, in my bank account Cops on my a**, hit the dash, they can't catch me now These boys never real, they wearin' masks, too much fakes around I said, please don't send me sh*t, your music a**, he a hater now Lil boy you a lame, no you can't hang with us Bag after bag, stackin' paper up These boys think they better, not the same as us Smokin' gas, on they a**, high like angel dust I was broke as f**k then got my paper up Please don't [?], sh*t get dangerous You can't hang with gang, b*t*h you a lame to us We done pa**ed all they a**, now they hatin' us I was broke as f**k, yeah I was down bad on my d**k (yeah) That sh*t is not sanitary, get up off my d**k They say "Ty, you sound like this, and this, and this, and this" They say "Ty, you know you look like-" huh, get off my d**k (yes) You was just a failure, tellin' me about my sh*t, woah Put my mama in diamonds, shinin' like this, and this, and this (what?) Keep my chicken and my [?], they only Crips She can have my children, unless they sittin' [?], Ricky I don't even let her touch my pants to unzip Yeah, tyin' up my waistband, FN on my hip I can hit a lick, b*t*h or do it off the scrip (do it off the-) Have some slimes that wanna slime me out, now take you a Timb Lil boy you a lame, no you can't hang with us Bag after bag, stackin' paper up These boys think they better, not the same as us Smokin' gas, on they a**, high like angel dust I was broke as f**k then got my paper up Please don't [?], sh*t get dangerous You can't hang with gang, b*t*h you a lame to us We done pa**ed all they a**, now they hatin' us
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