Ribbon
TCTAKEOVER
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Been moving too different, my steppas they militant Know I ain't 50, can't ride round with many men I call up Lul Dos, mortal kombat he finish em' Keep serving that huff, now his trap is diminishing Got snakes in the grass , can't go out, I'm trimmin' it If Q on his ass, his target ain't missing I feel like the man, I ain't talking no Michelin I'm really the one, where the f*ck is my ribbon at? Give a f*ck if it hurt keep it 100 with me I can't go out like, keep a 100 with me Said I'm not her type but she fuckin' with me I can't wife a treesh she gon' f*ck on the team They got perfect sight, choppa came with a beam Been high as kites, I been sippin' the lean Real nigga, you can skip all the screening I hit that bitch and now she moaning & creaming Lately been fighting my demons I'm dropping that shit you gon' crank through your speakers Got his hand on his heart like it's pledge of allegiance I don't know why he talking that little boy reaching And f*ck being local take over the region I kept discovering all of your secrets And it's making me change my mind I put in the work now they way behind Yeah he got a lil' purp ain't the same as mine When I'm in it that pussy outrageous Know I can't f*ck with niggas I'm racist (huh) This five star bitch, think she blasian (huh) And I'm smoking exotic it's blazin' (huh) Bitch I'm all about racks I ain't chasing her And my steppas mask down like they Jason (huh) I take my time When I get in it she telling me slow down I'm steady snatching her soul out Can't wait till I have a show & that bitch sold out Ain't fucking with me now I bet they will by then I stopped rocking v-lone I never needed friends Lil Dos got a cannon could hit you through the lens Ain't shooting no video Designer on my body, check the material My bitch she wet just like the ocean like Ariel that boy ran into Q, got hit with the Lariat Lul bitch I'm taking over, ain't even making it I tell them all my dreams they think I'm a maniac Now they hear my songs they wanna go play me back Couple niggas they still owe me won't pay me back Mariah Carey, all the beats know I piggyback my gang don't give a f*ck they pull up like gimme dat If I go broke no I'm fixing that No no no I cannot go for that Lul nigga you know you a hoe for that Oh that was your bitch I'ma fold her back Ain't know I was him well I told her that (I told her) She keep on calling and calling again She tryna come run it back Smoking Reggie Bush no running back Ain't no coming back Been moving too different my steppas they militants No I ain't 50 can't ride round with many men I call up lil Dos, Mortal Kombat he finish em' he serving that huff now his trap is diminishing Got snakes in the grass can't go out I'm trimmin' it If Q on his ass, his target ain't missing it I feel like the man I ain't talking no Michelin I'm really the one where the f*ck is my ribbon at? (Where the f*ck is my ribbon at) Where the f*ck is my ribbon at? (Where the f*ck is my ribbon at) (Takeover)
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