Had To
GM Lz and JohnBravo
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I ain't wanna do this shit but I had to Bitch I had to loosen up like a bad screw Ight, yea, I got mad shooters Ight I get mad and I start shooting Real smart I do science and math too Damn I done nutted all on the bitch, get the rag boo Get in the booth and talk shit no sad tunes I was sitting still with the packages moving My bitch upset for nothing, she get mad off conclusions Who put my scale on milligrams, what the hell is you doing You ain't gotta hear my name, just know I'm into it You can hit me right now if you got checking with Truist I'll drive it to the crib I ain't mailing it to it Said he on the way to the bag I'm tailing him to it You thought you was the man but you fell like like a goofy My nigga used to be the plug now he selling computers Bitch I got a Mac for sell I ain't selling computers Nigga wanna be tough bad, he trailing the shooters Dawg wanna be Chuck bad, he tailor the suits Niggas know I don't give a f*ck, I'm greater than you Bitch pussy smell like apple fritter and grapefruit Her breath stanking like a black n mild or a stank shoe Walk around with an attitude that shit ain't cute Walking round hella makeup on bitch that ain't you Shakin ass on live, yo grandma watching you should be ashamed boo The bitch cook breakfast at night and she bake too Bro recommended me to her, but she ain't new She walked in fat wig on with no lace glue She tried to treat me like a old nigga but I ain't new I could really save her but I ain't showing what that cape do Bitch tryna get me to climb mountains, shit I can't do If my plays up early best believe that I'm awake too Dawg died April 19th, he still got baked too My dawg looking at me suspicious I wouldn't snake you I always win I never tie I can't even lace shoes Nigga said he having good motion is the pace true She always try to get me to try new shit, what is pastry fruit I can't fw no xans I'll waste the boots He got everything took, he done lost his loot He said nobody was there for him he lost his crew Niggas show they hands all the time, shit you ain't supposed to do Nigga backed out a gen 2 he is not gon shoot .45 uppercut his ass, knock him out his shoes You gotta play it smart, you never know when the cops on you Lil bitch from South Carolina, she suck a cock or two Chicken head bitch sucking dick she a cockatoo Nosey ass neighbors always looking on the block I move I come out the house and go big, you can't top my moves She got her mama calling me, had to tell her 'I'll block you too' Her mama fine too, you know Bravo had shot his mood Bitch you know I'm well aware, you can't play me fool You gotta play it cool If you don't you gon pay yo dues
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Written by: Johnathan Jordan, Lionel Graham
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