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Yeah, I know I did you wrong Yeah, that's my bad
Yeah, I know I fucked up, How many times do I gotta say sorry
I'ma pull up, squeezing glock, I ain't no game,
I ain't no Atari
Baby, she ride on my dick like a Harley
She gon' Bob on my dick like I'm Marley

I been running from my problems, I been faded They been showing love, where the hatred
Take it, feel like I can't take it
But I make it through, so it is what it is
Stay with my pole and stay prayed up,
Can't go out like them niggas

My shorty raw and hard to find She my little action figure
I put my dick in her liver
Baby gon' swallow like liquor
She call me daddy and mister I put my dick in Her motherfuckin' system
Ooh, you know I been number one I'm not Number two, do I look like a pencil

Baby, she give me good brain, I can feel it in Her mental
Lil' nigga, yeah, you know this a stain,
And you better not give me no issues
Baby, so bad, let me date you
Never mind, might just hate you
Why the f*ck do you think I hate you?
See a opp, got my fire, I'ma bake

Hit her from the back, on the camera, I'ma take two
Boy, I got my fire, so that mean I won't mase you
That mean that I will not use my hands
When I get too high, I do my dance
Mama say she love me, do me scan
I been by my lonely, don't have friends
I don't give a f*ck, I just want bands
I'ma see it through, I got a plan

Yeah, ayy, I got this plan on the floor, my boy
I'ma push up, pull up with this Glockie, no this Not no toy
Hold on, let me catch my breath, I think I'm finna lose my voice

Okay, me and bro pull up, kick shit sensei
You don't got paper, you waitin' on payday I'ma pull up, I'ma shoot, cause I'm cray-cray
Smokin' on za, got this is my ese
Baby, she wrote me a paragraph, essay
Ice on my neck like cereal, frosted flakes
I'ma keep it goin', I'ma get to the munion
When I hit from the back, I'ma smack on her Bunion

She feel it in her stomach, tum-tum
Try to get the ups on me, I ain't dumb dumb
Police get behind me, I run, run
Dunks on my feet like I rim run
I got za, i b smokin' on tree
You know all of my niggas elite

You know I got that Glocky on me
I just punched my phone bill, it was free
You know I scam
Baby threw the pussy, she a freak
I'm like, "damn"
Finna smack down on my bitch like Summer Slam
Nigga, you a sandwich, you a ham
Matter of fact, I had to toast his ass

His gun jammed, I'm like, oh damn
I got these perkies for the low, but I don't sell man
If we get caught up in that room, please don't tell man
Little bro done got to telling, I'm like, oh damn
I be fuckin' on my baby, like to hold hands

Yeah, if you do my, yeah, if you do me wrong, ooh
I'ma bust your, mm, I'ma bust your dome, ooh
Slide out with the, ooh, yeah, slide out with it chrome

Ooh, I think they tapped my, yeah, I think they tapped my phone
Ooh, you cannot keep it with the Jones
This swag why I hear my, mm-hmm
This swag why I hear my own
If you snitch, you breaking the code

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