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[Intro] Hazey, baby [Verse] I keep it a hundred, got a hundred on the dash I don't trust niggas and I might wear my Fendi top the wrong way 'round so it can see who stabs me in my back Face hot, told my nigga, "Slap me if I lack" A lot of niggas ain't down, that's an honest fact All I make is honest tracks Small waist, honest back Stop declaring beef with broke niggas 'cause they're honest tramps Aunty asked me what I'm on, told her, "Stayin' out of trouble" Uncle saw me with a fiend that's awks, I baited out my hustle Shawty give the best brain, don't spoil it by demanding cuddles VVs on my wrist, it's kind of hard to not miss the puddles Used to tell promoters, "If the gang can't, I ain't comin'" I got two sticks in a car, but I ain't drummin' Shawty got a man, and she ain't budgin' If your boyfriend ask you if you'rе hungry, tell him you already ate somеthin' If they say we're losin', tell 'em, "Just check the scores" She's askin' if I'm hers, I told her, "Girl, I'm not sure" I don't buy no designer to impress all these whores She gon' bust it wether my shoes AirForce or Diors Put my blade all up in that, he was bad, but before Obo on the block, they gave my nigga scratch, like a four Got a pack in my cheeks and a flick by my balls Feds try pull me over, had to dip from the law, woah Baddies always pree me 'bout I'm never doin' up my belt On point, I ain't got no time to live up in a cell Niggas wish just for me to fail I just wish 'em well I 'ma grind to the top, I don't need a wishin' well I got bitches onto me, I got niggas onto me In the Merc' I flick it twice, ain't drivin' in economy Compare me to the opps, where's my apology I'm tryna get mummy out the hood, they're usin' mummy's cars for robberies Bro got grabbed for doin' deals, still doin' deals She wanna talk feelings, girl don't tell me how you feel I miss my dead homie, no one asks is how I feels They told me I'ma blow, but never tell me when I will Fuck it though, my shank cutter drippin' red Need more streams than Trippie Redd Shotters keep gettin' robbed, that's what one of my bitty said Fuck what a nigga says, I got smoke, cigarette Rappin', but I got kittens on my phone, been a vet' I'ma have to get my blockin' on, 'cause you been a pest Paigon hoes wassin' 'bout me, prob' 'cause I don't give them sex If a shot's movin' funny, me and bro won't give him pebs Niggas say they take risks, I ain't see them risk it yet In all black, lookin' like a silhouette Fuck a diss track, in real life I'd rather disrespect If I don't blow, then I'm going to the phone shop And phone my big cousin like, "Yo, I need them Os off, now" You feel me?
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