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want my time just to tell me all the tea
It ain't nothing for a nigga just to get up in that one bag
Every time I drop a bookie they just wanna come back

you lil fuckin bitch! Better stay yo lil ass down"

"Whoa whoa wait wait! We ain't gonna talk about this? 
You ain't gonna monologue or nothing, give

and when I'm finished, y'all can get her
Hahaha, they funny, man, tell 'em Nique, I been here
People street like a mirror
Selling fruit snacks in December

Verse 1 

And If tomorrow never comes
Lemme start from the beginning
For a chance you understand me by the ending 
See My momma momma died young
So

Nigha im one of one
Fuck you and yo nighas im still Poppin off if its more than one
I cant get caught slippin more than Once
If you heard my songs you

tryna get under my Under Armour
Kick it pimpin,' no extra points
They invitation, no hesitation
She accept to make it to my celebration
See I'm

Yeah

Aye
I can't stop chasing the bag I'm infatuated
I write raps these niggas out here writing affidavits
Get his cap knocked off like he

in
10th floor living life on the highest
Sun up to sun down bitch we on a mission
I ain't here to play games bitch I want a million
While we out doing

to the max
Fuck what you heard I come wit the facts
Got a lil bitch who gon do what I ask
She love it when I'm putting dick in her back
It ain't enough for me

Sachs 
In the aisle throwin whole fits ....can't make the kid relax
Can't tell me shit
Rouge 540... know you smell me bitch
You can't gets these bucks

bitch
I never love them though
Cause you know how these hoes get
Yo Poppin my shit
You probably seen me on the Forbes list
I'm in a foreign you never
Know

lights out
This bitch over here, running her mouth
Shut the fuck up, or get the fuck out
Let me have my dreams let me roam, about
In my dream i'm having

these niggas be mad as a bitch cause I'm doing my thing
Bounce, it ain't my fault, but I can't stay
bae I gotta bounce
I'm already married to money, so

Cuz
You been wearin all my ice up on yo neck
Give no respect
The Girl up in my dreams
Still on my mind
I Tried
My best to manifest
Still swimmin
Through

Bully

The Odd Couple

Alcohol/Ism

warn ya and now I'm rainen punches down on ya
Y'all better head for the office
Tell them to get your mummy to come and get you
Because your tummy is

on that
VVs ain't no need for guessing couple bands on that
Bitch with a fat ass bitch come here gotta put hands on that
Conversations with the plug he

I'm a ice cold mack that's all I know
Every bitch that I had gave me stacks fasho
Heavy clout comin' out when I cracked my dome
Niggas rapped
But we

it fucking was it was yeah 
Now u sitting here u tryna fuck tf yeah 

Come and test yo luck 
Gone get yo feelings hurt lil baby we not one 
No I don't

I’ma treasure 
I done fuck your baby mama, did it just for pleasure
Got you pissed off, I can tell by your gesture 
Om, oh, Omg
Ro Canali, he a G
Ain't

came dressed?
Y’all ain’t got an answer, workin' with the same test
You can tell by the same expression, they stressed
It’s okay, you see me everyday

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore
Though thy crest be shorn

Lot of niggas broke and
They be out here looking sad, yo
I'm buying out the bar
Tell'em put it on my tab though
I ain't tryna brag though
But I be

get to listing
Write yo name down, save it for later
I'll put you in line next to all of the haters
Kinda like my ex girl getting caught by my baiter

splashing
Moving too fast whip lashing
I take a sip a bitch lagging

I'm hot as shit like a spliff ashing
Ain't even spit she get nasty
My niggas stiff so