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(yeah, yeah, ye, go, yeah, uh euh, yea, cmon, yea, go)
(go)
(go)
(go)
(go)
(go)
(go)
(go)
(go)
overlookin i needa get higher
what he say walk him down with a fire
make the chopper sing just like a choir
all these n*ggas be fed like a wire
how he say he bout bands he a liar
i might od i wanna get higher
yo b*tch want me she said i get flyer
she f*ck wit me she like my attire
lil baby she ride like a biker
better gеt yo hoe cus i might pipe her
knowing bеtter so i cannot wife her
(yeahh)
i’m the sh*t baby jus like a diaper
b*tch i wake up and i get to the money
i be ducked off it ain’t no one who love me
told the real that we locked in i’m knowing who love me
you get shot in yo sh*t if you acting too jumpy
yea, why is this b*tch always saying she love me
i don’t show love if i do then you lucky
she ain’t got sh*t all she can do is f*ck me. run it up with my team n*gga this sh*t like rugby
beefin with x, it can ugly
he wanna crash out that n*gga a dummy
i had to get right with self isolation
whole team working so we can go make it
swim team my brothers, it’s like we related
if it’s beef in the air n*gga we ain’t debating
my bro said let’s cook like lebron and dwayde did
run up on who ? you ain’t finna make it
bad b*tch she on me she just wanna shake it
so much money it’s like you could rake it
she want my heart but that sh*t been vacant
beam on dis b*tch light em up like vegas

and when i put this sh*t on its to feel good
(yeah)
my b*tch evil but she lookin real good
(yeah)
n*ggas actin they ain’t from no real hood
(yeah)
i be laughing, these n*ggas ain’t understood
(yeah)
i be laughing these n*ggas don’t understand
(woah)
i can’t kick it with b*tches, i ain’t yo man
(woah)
only kick it with commas, my only friend
(woah)
i don’t run from sh*t, but i run up the bands
(yeah)
how you love me, you ain’t even put on yo mans
(yeah)
you around fake n*ggas and call em friends
(yeah)
i’m around real n*ggas until the end
(okay)
yea we coolin, but no we not locked in
(yeah, fr)
yea, i be chasing this money not stoppin
(watchu do)
she wanna f*ck, she know that i’m poppin
(okay)
tags and bottles is what we be poppin
(yeah fr)
everytime that they drop it be floppin
(yeah)
every time i drop new b*tches watching
(new b*tches watchin)
n*ggas g*y , they be pocket watching
(they be pocket watching)
choppas g*y, they came out the closet
(closet)
i be smiling when i hit deposit
(yea)
overlooking whenever i drop sh*t
(overlooking whenever i drop sh*t.)
overlookin i needa get higher
what he say walk him down with a fire
make the chopper sing just like a choir
all these n*ggas be fed like a wire
how he say he bout bands he a liar
i might od i wanna get higher
yo b*tch want me she said i get flyer
she f*ck wit me she like my attire
lil baby she ride like a biker
better get yo hoe cus i might pipe her
knowing better so i cannot wife her
i’m the sh*t baby jus like a diaper
( i’m the sh*t baby jus like a diaper.)
(go, go, go, go)

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