Morals
Big HAN
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(Yoo) Shawty she f*ck with my melanin She gotta man he irrelevant She wasn’t brought up on morals She do this shit for the hell of it Back my shit up to the point where I don’t need to speak, shit it’s getting repetitive Do what I do when I hop in the booth, smoke a wood and it feel like adrenaline Leave me alone with my mind But leave my lil Mary she medicine I gotta motto for me and my niggas, jus don’t let these f*ck niggas settle in Wrapping this gold round her neck cuz I f*ck with her vibe and it make her look elegant All of this weight on my shoulders been holding me down, shit it feel like an elephant Niggas they play my intelligence We used to chasing niggas through developments I started tripping, I call her to kick it, Im fucking her like it’s my regiment She wanna drink and a couple pills, and she popping that bitch like an M&M Purple gelato I’m smoking the pack, and it’s honestly knocking my mind out it’s element Don’t wanna pick up the phone Shawty jus sit in my thoughts Shit really hurt when I found out my brodie was really a snake from the start I had to vent if I keep it inside, then I think it’ll tear me apart Most of the time I jus don’t give a f*ck, but I’m taking this shit to the heart Shawty she f*ck with my melanin She gotta man he irrelevant She wasn’t brought up on morals She do this shit for the hell of it Back my shit up to the point where I don’t need to speak, shit it’s getting repetitive Do what I do when I hop in the booth, smoke a wood and it feel like adrenaline She take a xanny and perc She all I want for dessert Praying to God that He do it alone, but I had to go put in the work Grin on my face and I’m keeping it pushing, and move like I never was hurt Shaq in the paint but you f*ck wit the gang and all of a sudden I’m Dirk Carry yourself baby girl like a queen Back to the crib then I’m all in her jeans Smoke a lil wood, taking shit to the face, then we f*ck for a little to blow off this steam Dipping the Dutch in the honey and lean Stack up this shit like a money machine All that we wanted was me and my brodie’s in foreigns And munching on foreign cuisines Shawty she f*ck wit my melanin She gotta man he irrelevant She wasn’t brought up on morals She do this shit for the hell of it Back my shit up to the point where I don’t need to speak, shit it’s getting repetitive Do what I do when I hop in the booth, smoke a wood and it feel like adrenaline
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