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hoes
You know we would exchange
Then fuck them ain't takin' no pictures

You know I ain't takin' no pictures
If you listen to my verse
It will sound like

Everybody
Never gave a fuck, that ain't my dog then I ain't Worried bout it

Can't believe you crossed me on the mob, you gon' get burried bout it
I been

If she eat my dick
She ain't never goin hungry
She a pop star
She got molly in her tummy
If she eat my dick
She ain't never goin hungry
She a pop star

Ain't got time anymore
I'm hater free
And I'm more fire than before, yeah
Ain't got time anymore
This energy's into me
And now we going on
Ain't got

on lil' Nina, get her wet, she finna bust
Should've played them cards right, she give that drop, you outta luck

That hot shit hit his body, ain't no way he

they tongue, huh
Ain't no one-on-one, play with my gang, you get stomped huh
Pop yo shit one time, live yo life have yo fun
Don't commit no crime, get

diabetes

Niggas heard what I said ain't tryna repeat it
Your whole team really sweeties y'all be calling treaties
I know this bitch really broke she won't

and left them by the stairs
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh
Ay-ay-ay-ay, ay, ay
Thought you had your shit together, but damn, I was wrong
You ain't nothin' but a lost

now
We was talking and chatting, I was finna make you mine right now
I could put you in a SRT's fast, we could take a late night drive right now
I ain't

Been such a long time, since I saw you
Been such a long time, since I saw you
You for me, and I ain't let go no why
You for me, and I ain't let go no

I ain't holdin' no grudges You caught me one but you won't do it again
I ain't holdin' no grudges I gotta win
I'm tryna make my family proud Fell up

I don't even remember what the fuck I told they ass
I just give 'em the real when I hop on the beat
You ain't tryna go kill nigga pass it to me
Give

We tryna box them niggas in boy we ain't playin two three
I got dog shit that's what she like
I got this FN bitch I ain't came to fight
Hmm
You

wear these trues
Zot ain't working might just pop a perc for i can ease my mood
We catch opps and we put belt to ass they don't know which one we working

ashamed
I don't need to know the pain
I stay clear across the crane
We don't go against the grain
Many mistakes I'm not ashamed
You ain't poppin or rockin

Yo, B.I.G.
Red seats in the whip, KP me, I got my stick
Declining calls ain't tryna down ya, I'm just higher than a bitch
I'm with my four, bape tee

got me lost I wonder why
You acting like this shit ain't fucking with yo brain
And I ain't telepathic let me know if I'm yo main
I ain't into playing

clean her mess up
Always on go, steady smashing on gas
Boy, I'm on a roll, I ain't talking bout blunt wraps

Call the homies up and they gon' pull up when

feeling like a pro
Nike Tech
Thru the winter in the cold
Billies on my hip
Match the denim indigo
Show you that I'm next
Ain't gotta tell 'em anymore
See me

fuck with me

Count my loot and go to sleep, wake up then I count my loot
Fell out with my old dog, cuz was movin' kind of fruit
Being broke ain't never

nothing for image
Check out my rep I ain't hiding a blemish
Nah I ain't hiding a blemish
Baby I done been the shit for a minute
And I don't really do

You better call for backup cuz I ain't going out without a Chase and if you catch me you Bet not have that Glock still on your waist I ain't giving

Yeah
Mans got called for a three point five!
In the trap i ain't taking the piss
Just came back from the dunya
Eight bricks up in the whip yeah I'm

the motha fuckin six
I don't know her name, but she love to moan mine
She ain't know the gang, but I bet she make time

Fuck a question, I've been the answer