Played Yoself
YTBOCT
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I'm the hardest out in my city, far from number two When they notice that you're raw, they try to clone you Bae u can't slime a slime , I'm full of venom, Wrong move (You know I'm full of venom,Let's ride) You know the D.A tryna throw A.J. the book, but I can't go for that And that's on blood, we gone get bruh G4, I owe you that Fourteen f*ck round, get up out the county just to go right back And it ain't no stoppin' him and niggas knowin' that I done stayed down in apartments, where there motion at When you run, you up a profit, ain't no goin' back F*ck round, I'll pop out and Rick Owens , don't even take a pic All these bitches goin' kinda hard to be my favorite bitch Lil' ho thought she was slimin', a player out, you played yourself I won't do your feature for the free, you gotta pay for that I been spendin' blocks up in the Benz, tryna take some away from here , he dead And if he Veron off the yard, I still free HeFe out the Feds Got two twin 22s and two blackouts in the Benz Never tinder about a ho, I f*ck round pass her to my man, been talking hella risks I ain't tryna stop until I'm dead Know some niggas from the brook, they puttin' some paper on your head, but they OT now Come f*ck with the gang, you get a bundle pack for 3000 I got foreign bitches from OT tryna get flew out If that pussy good, she know I f*ck around and look out Know I'm bout my paper, I need that money, don't do lookouts Really don't need traffic, get this shit goin' in the trap house Let him build his paper up to the ceiling before I take down Lil' bro got a robin fetish, tryna take the play down First street love them Glocks until he heard how that K sound Don't play around, we the one that pop out broad day , you better lay down (Run 'em down quick ) Step on shit, we don't play around ( play it safe jit ) Bout that paper , You get took down You know the D ain't tryna throw AJ the book, but I can't go for that And that's on blood, we gon' get bruh G4, I owe you that 14 f*ck round, get up out the county just to go right back And it ain't no stoppin' him and niggas knowin' that I done stayed out in them apartments with a motion net When you run, you up a profit, ain't no goin' back F*ck round now, I pop out in Rick Owens, don't even take a pic All these bitches gone, it's kinda hard to be my favorite bitch That's shit hard Ian lyin' what the hell you got goin in there tho my nigga Not shit I'm bout to put you on the song, I'm bout' to put you on the end of this bitch You gotta pop it for 'em twin Bet You already know what the f*ck goin' on, man I'ma be home soon 9Trey shit!! For shit, for sure F*ck the opps, free the opps YTB, man Sliding like the Navy Headshot Brazy Long live G4 Ian lyin' You on the pad, right Hell Yeah Shit, call me back in 30 minutes in finna knock ts out And Let you hear it Alright, bet Love you, twin Alright, love you, twin Thank for watching
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