Correction Paroles TIPPIN’ $TILL par ZaeFyeHunnit

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Paroles

I can not f**k with n***as, I’m too different
I'm chasing bags, they be chasing b*t*hes
They holding 16, I got an extension
I’m chasing dreams, they washing dishes
Tik Tok Tik, check the wrist work
That b*t*h got to blow before she insert
Put d**k in her guts watch her go bizerk
They biting the style know they teeth hurt

Glock to his chest make him sweat like he working out
My old b*t*h sent a text bae could, we work it out
I told her no stupid b*t*h, then I cursed her out
I took a foreign off the lot, then swerved it out
N***as be sour like krout
If I catch him lacking, lights out
N***as be capping for clout
If it ain’t bout money the f**k is you talking bout
That boy ain’t tough, he just be talking loud
She like it rough, she a sl*t cause I turned her out
She want my bucks, but that b*t*h cannot get a pound
I cannot wife, 'cause I heard that b*t*h get around
Woop, woop, we run when we hear them sounds
She want my thang like a noun
She cannot wait, she want it now
If your b*t*h missing, then I’m in up in your town
I’m beefing with n***as, I know it ain’t worth it
Choppa clapping like it’s Sunday service
I’m never rattled, n***a, I’m never nervous
Wanna be number 1? Gotta put work in
She want my love, I don't think she deserve it
I’m just a human, baby, I’m not perfect
But she on her knees like she ready to worship, uh
Worship, uh, worship, uh
I got the sauce, but I got the juice though
I keep a stick like Alex Russo
Oh, that’s your b*t*h? N***a, I don't think so
Gimme your chain, n***as getting deboed
Caught 'em in traffic, snatched 'em out the whip
That lil n***a thought he get repoed
All of this money make a n***a sick
I’m bout to throw up all these f**king c notes
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, n***a stop playing
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, n***a we ain’t playing
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, talk sh*t we run in where you laying
They talking sh*t we running where they lay at

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