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Gave a n***a my last
How could you hate on me?
When I was packin' my bag
Why you ain't wait on me?

Hopped my ass in that cab
Took it way upstream
Pullin' all of my scabs
Hopin' they don't bleed

I have my last in my pocket with the stakes on me

I was goin' so fast, I ain't have no brakes on me
Pull up with a bad b*t*h she like "it's a lake on me"

And just so you know we back here, we splittin' the seat

Yeah I'm in LA, you know I'm splittin' the tree

Gotta get the cake, OD
Movin' fast like Usain on me

No I don't skate, but the b*t*h say my body so long
She wanna play on me

My n***a wasn't nervous
Weren't no shakes on me

I'm just tryna keep it sane and remain lowkey

I'm in the crib scrapin' plates all clean

Jaw lock, molly rock
Got my face all mean

Last time I drunk at a show
I had to throw the drank in the face
Of the security

In the club tryna take y'all drinks

Still cut the steak off clean

And I lookin' like a stringbean
b*t*h say my T-bone mean

Still take it all for the team

You n***as all for the clout
Might pound for the cheese

And I've seen sh*t go wrong 'round these streets
You don't know me, see

Sports wasn't organized
Can't switch on my team

Still stick to the schemes (Still meddling)
This on your scalp, you know I'm talkin' 'bout that beam

Good pu**y
Bustin' like the old couch out the springs
Aah! (f**k!)
Aah! (f**k!)

(b*t*hes gon' love that, b*t*hes gon' love that!
b*t*hes gon' love that!)
b*t*hes definitely don't love that sh*t, n***a
You know me, we in the kitchen with it
We in the kitchen with it
You ain't gon' tell me nothin'
We 3,000 miles away in this b*t*h
You ain't gon' tell me nothin', n***a
We here (Yeah!
Aah!
Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
n***a's gone crazy)

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