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(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
Yeah
They said (Glorilla)
Common denominator (Yeah)
Letter to the motherf**kin' opps

Don't it be funny, old friends be tryna link with the opps? (Yeah)
But it's cool 'cause when I see you, all you hoes gettin' dropped
Ho, watch your mouth about that n***a, he the one give me drops (B*t*h)
I had a friend for all you hoes, n***a, I took that spot
If I seen me with your n***a, yeah, I'd be mad too
Posted him up on my 'Gram, yeah, that's my lil' boo
Say he ain't never had a thick b*t*h, darkskin pretty b*t*h
You try me if you wanna and you not gon' see the end of it

These b*t*hes know I'm hot, that's why they always tryna blow a b*t*h (On God)
They talk about mе daily, but I act like I don't know a b*t*h (Facts)
Won't play about my whoadies and you gotta know they know that sh*t
Might just build an ark for all my dogs, somеthin' like Noah did (Gang)
Pop sh*t on the daily 'cause I know them hoes be watchin' (I know they watchin')
You know you got 'em pressed when they be talkin' from the blocked list (Mad a**)
Like a kid, I do some simple sh*t and tell 'em, "Watch this" (Look at me)
Me and Gloss still goin' strong, you thought we was gon' stop, b*t*h? (Huh?)
Ayy, for you hoes in the back, I mean the blocked list
Ho, you gon' need more than a diss to come and knock this (Come with it)
All the sh*t you droppin', swear to God that sh*t is floppin'
B*t*h, you mad 'cause I been poppin', in your group chats and topics (Yeah)

They say they can't see us nowhere or whatever they was talkin' 'bout (The f**k?)
I put this on my daddy, ever since then, we been poppin' out (On my daddy)
All the hoes that hate me linkin' up, I got 'em oppin' out (Opp a**)
They all workin' together, I'm the boss, I got 'em clockin' out

Ayy, somebody come and caption this (Somebody)
B*t*h, I'm with my bestie at the bank and we hittin' licks (We hittin' licks)
Just 'cause we don't post it, b*t*h, don't think that we ain't got it (Don't think it)
Thought she ain't had a route, showed you hoes, now y'all solid, ooh (What you say?)

Where they get they info from? Talkin' 'bout I'm a weak b*t*h
You talkin' gangster now, but back in school, you was a geek, b*t*h (The f**k?)
Gloss can hit my line for sure whenever that she need sh*t (Facts)
Yeah, I might be young, but I ain't never had no beat b*t*h (Nah)

Swear that she a stylist, doin' sixty-dollar laces (Ooh)
I see you hoes' laces like I see them b*t*hes hatin'
I hear you hoes talkin', never seent you b*t*hes' faces (Never)
Keep one in the head, give a f**k about no safety (Fah, fah)
They gon' do what to who? Sh*t, I go everywhere, it's so safety (On God)
Makin' b*t*hes mad, sh*t, I do that on the daily (I love it)
Ain't sh*t I love more than makin' b*t*hes hate me (Ooh)

Yeah, you hoes got me and my best friend f**ked up
You hoes need to stop motherf**kin' playin'
They gotta know that
I can f**k you hoes with this n***a and you hoes ain't still ain't f**kin' with me
F**k you talkin' 'bout? Ayy, what we say? Ayy
We be everywhere they say they is, but still ain't seen them hoes
Ho, we everywhere, f**k you talkin' 'bout?
Ayy, y'all gotta know y'all got us f**ked up
And all you hoes linkin' up, y'all ain't sh*t but some motherf**kin' common denominators, ho
Yeah
Yeah, hoo, hoo
Go best friend, go best friend
Oh, yeah, that my bestie
Hoes mad, haha

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