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[chorus: drakeo the ruler]
i came in the club with a drum on me
i can’t love a b*tch, ’cause i’m cold hearted
put him on the menue, ’cause he [?]
get a n*gga wacked, don’t [?] on it
i came in the club with a drum on me
i can’t love a b*tch, ’cause i’m cold hearted
put him on the menue, ’cause he [?]
get a n*gga wacked, don’t [?] on it

[verse 1: pettypetty]
[?] and it’s coming with a stick on it
n*gga dumb if he thinking he my big homie
keep the styrophome, and i keep the bl!ck on me
a n*gga got a couple pounds, up the script on him
i need all that
i just f*cked a n*gga b*tch, please don’t call back
[?] falling on the [?]
got some strips, add it up, it was all [?]
glock and it’s all [?]
keep the glock on me, [?]
yeah, my n*gga took a perk, then he threw it up
[?] gang signs
i just f*cked a bad b*tch with no hangtime
i’ma put him on the menue, if he say some
[?] sh*t real, he just play guns
223 when i shoot, i’ma fade away
thugging in the streets, i made a way
[chorus: drakeo the ruler]
i came in the club with a drum on me
i can’t love a b*tch, ’cause i’m cold hearted
put him on the menue, ’cause he [?]
get a n*gga wacked, don’t [?] on it
i came in the club with a drum on me
i can’t love a b*tch, ’cause i’m cold hearted
put him on the menue, ’cause he [?]
get a n*gga wacked, don’t [?] on it

[verse 2: 1takejay]
wait, hold up, i’m finna [?] this b*tch [?]
i ain’t talking ’bout no f*cking food, but i just ordered berry
spikes on the top, but the bottom look like bl**dy marey
[?] hundreds on a pare of shoes, this sh*t getting scary
i’ll blow a n*gga life savings if somebody dair me
heard your lil songs, they was sweet, but that ain’t how you living
[?] already did it
i can’t argue with you, you just pulled up in a honda sivic
[?] letting bumms in the party, i said strictly b*tches
got your b*tch on the menue, she hot and ready
she an expert with the meat, like she work at a delly
too many b*tches called, i can’t keep up, this sh*t getting hectic
bad b*tches only, i can’t let no weak b*tch text me

[chorus: drakeo the ruler]
i came in the club with a drum on me
i can’t love a b*tch, ’cause i’m cold hearted
put him on the menue, ’cause he [?]
get a n*gga wacked, don’t [?] on it
i came in the club with a drum on me
i can’t love a b*tch, ’cause i’m cold hearted
put him on the menue, ’cause he [?]
get a n*gga wacked, don’t [?] on it

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