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Skrr, skrr, skrr
(DY Krazy)
Skrr, skrr, skrr
Gang, b*t*h
Gang, gang

You f**king with me, that's gon' cause you some commotion
I'm getting sick and tired of keeping my composure
I buy a foreign car and drive it like I stole it
Got all this money with me, people think I growed it
Them chopper bullets hit his whip, that b*t*h exploded
From all my Glocks to all my cars, they fully loaded
Still got that Draco just in case you think I sold it
I'm a hot n***a but all my b*t*hes be the coldest

Old lady keep looking out the window, this b*t*h nosy
We cut your fingers off and send your mama roses
I heard the feds was taking pictures so I'm posing
I got all my jewelry on in this b*t*h, I'm feeling frozen
pu**y n***as hating tryna knock me off my focus
Pulled up in a foreign car, your boyfriеnd drive a Focus
We f**k around and poke you if you acting likе you holding
I just sent my lil' ho to the store to get some Trojans
These pu**y n***as think twice, 'cause they know they ass don't live that life
The police read me my rights, I ain't going to court, I'm booking a flight
b*t*h, I clean up nice, these Givenchy shoes, these ain't no Mikes
f**k around and lose your life dissing on the internet for life

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