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Ayy man NHL for life, man Find out that b*t*h in me You already know it is my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang f**k, it’s [?] Alright, alright Ayy, ayy, ayy (Ay yo [?] made) I’m on his face like some make up (Oh-oh) I was broke, now I'm up, got my cake up (Cake) In the back of a bank, gettin' a face up (Face) This a life that I live, I can’t make up (Ah) ‘Cause my other b*t*h callin’ ion owe apologies (Ah) I’m sorry b*t*h we gon’ break up(Ah, ah, woah) n***as they dissin' on me, I ain’t mad I know a lotta n***as, they hate up Check this ass, got him dead wit’ the laser (Laser) Must be drunk if you think I’ma chase her (b*t*h) Clip full of that lid, I erase him Kidnap him, put his head in the basement Keep g's whеn we just like a mason Keep a hunnid wit’ ‘em, n***as, Bеn Franklin (Boom, boom) I ain’t gotta run no more Call Mosey, Sauve and Cisco, they will chase em Yeah, oh Stockin’ in, I got a chop (Chop) n***as they hatin’ they talkin’ a lot (C’mon) Flyin’ around with a stick in the box (Boom) Twenty-Three b*t*hes, and all of them thots (Yeah) I hit her up like a back in (b*t*h) Needed in full, f**k a backend (Yeah) My n***a locked up had to eat, swear But I paid his bail like you see, I got dumb bread (Oh) I’m totin’ a yeet, you know it’s a glockie (b*t*h) Told her, “Come over and give me some sloppy” (Yeah) My Spanish hoes, all call me Papi (Uhh-uh) Stackin’ this bread, you know its a hobby (Hobby) Broke that b*t*h back, right in the Lobby (I did) Why was she bad? She looked like a Barbie (C’mon) Poured up some lean, look like a Zombie f**k her and kick her you know I’m not sorry (Oh, oh) I'm in Japan, sippin’ on sake She wit' the whole gang, no bukkake Hope I make a n***a dance, jabawaki I keep a stick on me like I’m huntin' Put his car like poker, feel like the joker These n***as just a persona Get his ass, like his ass in Tacoma Put a chop, they gon' spread like corona Want the smoke, like a stoner This game over, turn trust out to a donor b*t*h want me to choke her like I’m homer At the top of the hill like I’m Jonah Cop me a Benz, cop me a Bentley But I jus’ roll me a Rover (Uh) Chew on my d**k, roller coaster (Uh) You in a hole like a gopher (Uh) b*t*h Ayy I do the impossible like him You can ask about me in the streets n***as hatin’ on me but they wish they was like him Shoot him with four-four but he lean to the right I'm a GD but them n***as like {?} It ain't over till I say its over But its 4 shots on me like a clover Get a pad with some shake I expose him I told her, “You might that I’m Jehovah “ We don’t bake ‘em, but n***a I roast ‘em Hang his body up, I think he a poster These n***as straight cap or posers I keep that gun under my arm man We screamin’ out “f**k a holster”, uh Just in case, a n***a get closer We in this I’m the most hated, this sh*t never stop, yeah (It don't) I gettin’ money a lot (C’mo) Cleanin’ a beat like a mop, yeah (Mop) Runnin’ yo crib, no I’m not (Boom, boom) I’m in this b*t*h like a Louis (Louis) Rest in peace Kari and [?] I came from a time, where this sh*t always gloomy (Uh-uh) You the type of n***a gon' sue me (Oh, b*t*h) Look at my diamonds, they cold (Yeah) It’s just me and my n***as and poles (Poles) You not blamin' no more you tote (You tote) That b*t*h she bad, freak hoe (Lil' b*t*h) Don’t gotta worry, I’m rich (Ooh) But a n***a still hit some licks (Some licks) Whole lotta bands on my wrist (Yeah) And I ballin' like the New York Knicks (Ayy, uh) Smokin’ on G all packed on the wood (Gas) Run up on me, go lay where you stood (Prraah) You see I can’t, but I think I should (I should) You say I won’t, but you know I would (I would) Would you want a winner? Come f**k wit’ the team (Uh-huh) Glock ’26 and it came wit’ a beam (Yeah) I’m reachin’ the guts, I’m makin’ a cream All of a movie, it seemed like a dream Got twenty hoes, the off the coke n***as want static, it’s up it's smoke (Uh) I’m doin’ my duggy, she takin’ the d**k (Duggy) b*t*h you got one up, I’m tappin’ the stick (He do) New foreign b*t*h, and you know she thick (Ooh) If she ain’t sucking d**k, so she get the kick (Kick) Rollie my wrist, she know that sh*t froze Shooters my team, they lookin’ like pros (Pros) My phone on do not disturb f**k that b*t*h, then I kick to the curb Me and my bro like Phineas and Ferb On a bougie, say eighty for the burn Ain’t got no time for a girl She swallows my kids like its nerds New b*t*h startin’ to get on my nerves Sip the lean off a Perc, I’ma curve Told ‘em n***as that it’s you that serve In the feeling, yeah, this my turn Lil’ n***a you not bout that {?} This Choppa gon’ eat like desert Get the whip, drive it, skrrt-skrrt Keep talkin’ ‘bout this and the dirt Put this d**k in your b*t*h, she a flirt This 45 gon' burn like a perc
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