Tec Wit It
Dreamy
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(...fucking a bi... I just made a million off fucking a bitch) (I just made a million off fucking a bitch) I just made a million off fucking a bitch And I'm going to make a trillion with a dirty stick I can't let no fake hoes inside of my house But f*ck it we lit now Couple hundred bands just to walk in my shoes Put these hoes in a trance when I walked in the room They staring at my diamonds dancing, what can I do I just f*ck them then pass them to the crew I be flexing All my gangsters be finessing She be sexting I told her I'll be there for breakfast Lethal weapons Choppas won't hit below your neck bitch That lil' boy get dealt with Bury him and his own tec with it Bury him and his own tec Won't hit below the neck I f*ck her then the next Ooh damn I'm a dirty dog I don't give a f*ck Please don't try it Please don't try it dog, leave you in the dust, aye I'm off too many substances, I cannot find my own way Aim up bullets spraying I don't think you can escape Ha, cool she don't want me anyway Get the f*ck out my face Bitch I'm done with the fakes And I'm done being great Lost too much time And she call my line about 32 times I'ma hit your spine 'bout 42 times with the glock, leave you dead I don't got no tears to shed no more Couple hundred bands just to walk in my shoes Put these hoes in a trance when I walked in the room They staring at my diamonds dancing, what can I do I just f*ck them then pass them to the crew I be flexing All my gangsters be finessing She be sexting I told her I'll be there for breakfast Lethal weapons Choppas won't hit below your neck bitch That lil' boy get dealt with Bury him and his own tec with it Bury him and his own tec with it I can't die again, no way Come on hold my hand, pull me away I can't do this without you hope you know that Never been in love Because I cannot trust But still bitch I'll be here forever Bitch I'm filthy rich and my wrist can change the weather If I'm in yo bitch, then she'll probably have a daughter And she'll need a father I hope you'll be her father (That's too bad... I'm too high) Couple hundred bands just to walk in my shoes Put these hoes in a trance when I walked in the room They staring at my diamonds dancing, what can I do I just f*ck them then pass them to the crew I be flexing All my gangsters be finessing She be sexting I told her I'll be there for breakfast Lethal weapons Choppas won't hit below your neck bitch That lil' boy get dealt with Bury him and his own tec with it (We just making hits... and that's another one) (Skrt)
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