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Motherf**kers just take my kindness for weakness, you know, just 'Cause of the love I have B*t*hes' love I have And now, even my homies I'll cut a n***a off quick, though, say f**k off forever (Jordan produced it) (Run it back, Playboi) Forgive me for them pictures, I don't even know n***as Sittin' with somethin' strapped, huggin' on somethin' bad F**kin' on somethin' colder and still droppin' the 5 N***as flashin' they last, meanwhile, I'm in my bag 12 see them, he'll spazz, I'm just happy cuz home F**k it, let's Cartier, I need him with me on the road BM still be playin' 'cause BM still a fan 'Ventador five hundred bands, I wonder if it come in tan Right now I'm with yeah, a fan favorite Phil Collins in the 'Rari, in the Lam', I'm playin' Baby Cold b*t*h sayin', "Take me," the bros, most of 'em hate me The bros, most of 'em— N***as let me down All this for a chain, sh*t'll never be the same, what happened to me and gang, gang? Where them hoes at now? I'm robbin' dude when I see him, n***as cap, I don't believe 'em, me either Picture that, if I send a text, somebody gettin' stretched Picture that, I might send a text, get her pu**y wet Spin again, then again, f**k them n***as, we made it I don't let sh*t slide, quit talkin' crazy Well done from Capers, corned beef from Lou's Tenth grade, I'm thankfully in this b*t*h with the tool Play with me, watch the news A young man was killed tonight For f**kin' with another young man who wasn't playin' At all, with no n***a (N***a) Give me the b*t*h, psych, give me the switch Please give me some top, I'm tired of havin' hit LT in the drop, I'm racin' n***as for life Stomach hurtin' from leanin', I'm only racing the pints Stink white as the stripes, yeah, n***a, I see you Nickel on me, I'm brandishin', blowin' it like it's legal N***as let me down All this for a chain, sh*t'll never be the same, what happened to me and gang, gang? Where them hoes at now? We them n***as, you know it Dior Timbs, it's snowin' I catch her, you know she goin' Ain't see me, you hear the motor I'm high, but I'm stayin' focused Pockets loaded, it's on me Don't stop at lights, know we blowin' For half a dub, they on you Buy half a ticket, I'm flexin' A quarter milli' from Texas She in the way, she naked They let me down, it was over I put my pain in the soda Took my talents to 'Kota Benzes, Trackys, and Rovers I cried enough for my oldest Montana, they pay a dollar My BM givin' me hell, I'm steady countin' up commas These b*t*hes know what it is, I left enough in Erotic I'm baggin' it for a thrill, I put my hands in the powder They laughin', thought it was sweet, I pull up, these n***as sour Man, look at they faces Catchin' bags, free the real n***as catchin' cases Name ringin' bells, quiet in investigation Double cup love, havin' label conversations Millionaires now, but we snatch it out the mud See me turnin' up, say she wanna keep the baby Mops in the foreign, why the f**k you think it's Navy? Started every wave, why the f**k you think it's Wavy? N***as let me down All this for a chain, sh*t'll never be the same, what happened to me and gang, gang? Where them hoes at now? I'm robbin' dude when I see him, n***as cap, I don't believe 'em, me either Picture that
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