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(Jaygottheplug) Well, well, well Last bitch made me wake up with one sock Bitch, I went barefoot, haha The f*ck, man? Crazy Yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy Man, damn, I fell in love with a thot Shit, I don't know, it might just be the top Like a butcher, f*ck it, let 'em meet the chop Nigga get hit by the shell like Barack Yeah, I go M. I. A. When shit get hot (Out the way) Shit, only thing I'm scared of is the cops (Nah, for real) They don't believe the feds real 'til they stuck in that box Damn, this bitch head ill, I don't care if she a thot (I don't care) Niggas braggin' 'bout jail, I respect who ain't get caught You ain't put your people in position, then you ain't a boss Nigga got aggressive 'cause my bitch told him to pay the cost He was tryna take the box like when they turn the cable off Lost a couple people that I love, but it ain't a loss Devil on my shoulder, I'm like shut up, let the angel talk It ain't fun f*ckin' hoes no more 'cause this dick make 'em stalk She suckin' my dick so lazy, might just made her walk Seen my dog losin' hope, I'm tryna tell him he the G. O. A. T. It's a lot of shit I need, but I ain't never need a ho Better watch that slick mouth before we hit you with the scope When we score, it's teardrops like I hit 'em with a flow Man, damn, I fell in love with a thot Shit, I don't know, it might just be the top Like a butcher, f*ck it, let 'em meet the chop Nigga get hit by the shell like Barack Yeah, I go M. I. A. When shit get hot (Out the way) Shit, only thing I'm scared of is the cops (Nah, for real) They don't believe the feds real 'til they stuck in that box Damn, this bitch head ill, I don't care if she a thot (I don't care)[Verse 2] You ain't send no pape', you left your mans in there to rot Hyped that nigga way up, now your mans up in the sky We was robbin' everything, put your hands up in the sky Like Edward Scissorhands, lay in your grass and get to choppin' shit They say early bird get the worm, we was robbin' shit When they said, "Why you ain't droppin' shit?" We was droppin' shit I ain't gotta swipe no more, but still be swipin' shit Feel like Michael Vick, come out the pocket for some spiky kicks Sick niggas braggin' 'bout that lil' nigga fashion I got rich nigga habits, I got big nigga status Lot of sticks like a cactus, come get hit with a package Yeah, we runnin' through the motherf*ckin' scripts like this practice Bands and drums, don't get nicked with the cannon Stick on like a magnet, call me Prince, keep the ratchet Damn, I think they on to us, f*ck it, I'ma still chance it Told my ex-bitch to cry me a river, Kilpatrick Ayy, it be the ones that talk the most shit that be the poorest Free them boys, f*ck the hook like I don't need a chorus Just cut this one freak off 'cause when she 'round, she keep recording Bitch, I'm so f*ckin' up, but not a sleep disorder, ayy Damn, I fell in love with a thot Shit, I don't know, it might just be the top Like a butcher, f*ck it, let 'em meet the chop Nigga get hit by the shell like Barack Yeah, I go M. I. A. When shit get hot (Out the way) Shit, only thing I'm scared of is the cops (Nah, for real) They don't believe the feds real 'til they stuck in that box Damn, this bitch head ill, I don't care if she a thot (I don't care)
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