Like Literally
Jefe Harro
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I really don't think you as lit as me From the money, the cars, the bitches My nigga like literally Tell my lil shawty I know that she feelin me I'm counting pape and lit up like a Christmas tree Ain't none of these Niggas as real as me Gotta condo I book right for overseas Make it hot send this bitch to the third degree Shit be on lock I'm the boss and I got the key Bitch ima legend I ever leave Ride around town wit some felonies Don't no other nigga compare to me Ima big dawg so I give out the pedigrees How you go fed and ain't giving up Shìt to me I be da one wit 10s 20s and 30s Before the sb and the triple p Out In Miami I'm wit a lil bitch When y'all went out to Cali to get you a edd I'm a big boss and I mean dat Ain't never been pussy you bleed dat I ain't been drinking but lean back My homie gone squeeze till he clean dat Came from trenches I know odds against me I turnt myself up ain't no bitch do it wit me Shout out to Mackie I know he f*ck wit me I stood on some business wasn't shit fa da trenches Can't trust a bitch gotta show her I'm him Like really I'm him If she pushin my limits Can't trust these niggas you watch em You might have to kill 'em nigga If you pay em attention Don't come to my mentions on goofy shit I'm ignoring da tension I f*ck wit da plugs 50 and Trappa and Choppa Come with it you know it's a mission Bitch we da best We make you some food call dat shit finga Lickin Say that shit and you get put on a carton I swear we gon call it a milking mission Ain't it sumn how ah nigga go missin I was just cleaning shit up inna kitchen Found me a lane and I ain't switch shit bitch I found me a pot to piss in I really don't think you as lit as me From the money, the cars, the bitches My nigga like literally Tell my lil shawty I know that she feelin me I'm counting pape and lit up like a Christmas tree Ain't none of these Niggas as real as me Gotta condo I book right for overseas Make it hot send dis bitch to the third degree Shit be on lock I'm the boss and I got the key Big boss gotta take off Rolls truck wit da face off Really hard but we play soft Came from killin niggas like we Adolf Broke niggas make me sick cough Football money you get picked off Pull up lamb just to get a nigga pissed off I been on my grind runnin checks up tryna get shit off How da f*ck ima get a mill worried bout of A nigga pissed off I put des chains on dey VVS can't S and I my cost I put a play together I feel like Odell or better yet Ran Moss I really don't think you as lit as me From the money, the cars, the bitches My nigga like literally Tell my lil shawty I know that she feeling me I'm counting pape I'm lit up like a Christmas tree Ain't none of these Niggas as real as me Gotta condo I book right for overseas Make it hot send this bitch to the third degree Shit be on lock I'm the boss and I got the key
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