YDKTM
Soufsyde P
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These niggas be talking too loud You don't know too much These bitches stay all assuming Pointing their finger for stupid stuff All that hot air you blowing I'm finna call your bluff I can tell, just by how you look You don't know too much You don't know too much You don't know too much All that hot air you blowing You don't know too much You don't know too much I can tell, just by how u look You don't know too much I can tell, just by how you look You don't know too much Little momma on my line Yelling at me about bitch I never fucked But she must've forgot When I caught her fucking with Daffy Duck She lucky I'm in a good mood Or I'd been running up Like Elmer Fudd Double barrel mossburg Automatic ready to wet you up Make ya piss ya pants Before you close casket Thought you broke my heart Instead I laughed at it Hanging bitches That want me to stab It I told her, I rather leave you alone Shawty He can have it She talking wreck-less Cuz her friend Alexis Saw me and want me to crash it I said baby someone's trash Is someone's treasure So what is you mad At I told you from jump, your friends ain't Your friends But you never caught that I hung up the phone, put it in a verse Just so she can rewind that These niggas be talking too loud You don't know too much These bitches stay all assuming Pointing their finger for stupid stuff All that hot air you blowing I'm finna call your bluff I can tell, just by how you look You don't know too much You don't know too much You don't know too much All that hot air you blowing You don't know too much You don't know too much I can tell, just by how u look You don't know too much I can tell, just by how you look You don't know too much See I had a plan with my nigga Dan That this nigga Paul overheard Since he hung with Dan He thought he could buss a move When we went out of town on third Talking loud like he running point He's no Kyrie Irving The look outs telling us What he saying, what he doing This that and the third Paul jacking up prices Taking money, tricking off, splurging I never trusted the nigga I see it touched Dan's nerve I couldn't wait to touchdown And get Paul shiesty ass together Soon as I hopped off the plane I had to go see Kenyetta Dan called me two hours later He just pulled on the block Shawty it's sowed up Yea Nigga Yellow tape n cops Paul thought he was built for it all Got into it with the Ahk's Three days later they came back Killed Paul and sprayed the spot We was only gone for a week But that shows Everybody you f*ck with Can't have a spot These niggas be talking too loud You don't know too much These bitches stay all assuming Pointing their finger for stupid stuff All that hot air you blowing I'm finna call your bluff I can tell, just by how you look You don't know too much You don't know too much You don't know too much All that hot air you blowing You don't know too much You don't know too much I can tell, just by how u look You don't know too much I can tell, just by how you look You don't know too much
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