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He a whore for the show
Don't slip little bitch
It's a body on the floor
He drank too much
I'm about to poor a little more
Got drank in my cup I
I'm not the same anymore
Anymore
Anymore
It doesn't feel like before anymore
I pray to god I'm afraid
I hope I grow up give me faith
I feel all
(I told lil, ou, woah)
I told lil brodie to handle him
Raise up the glock now I got that boy panickin'
On the sky walking, I feel like I'm Anikan
hella racks in my spare-time, air time (Huh)
I got niggas vex that
They don't get text back (Hella racks)
All of them know I'm the It girl, in thing (Bap,
I'm recording anyway, so, whenever you wanna start
When I was back in high school
Everybody was smoking weed
I would say that they're stupid
But now
Lamb Chops with the Greek Salad
I'm thinking cash a piece with a lot carats
I love a sexy chick that can keep me balanced
WAP hellcat ride it like
She want love
She want love
She want love
I don't trip on a bitch
I don't simp on a bitch
I be sipping on some shit
I get that feeling when I'm lit
Aye
OnGod
Lil bitch
Hahahaaa
Man this the BCA cypher man
Let's goo
I jump on the muthafuckin beat
I'm clutching a stick for a opp put a tag on his
Seal the deal, now I'm on to the next
Bitch you better play me close or I'm flushing the net
Rookie in the game, but I hold my own with the best
Know
My career gone be like Quincy
I'm Timbaland, I got a Missy
I'm Cash Money, I'm Wayne & Drizzy
I stay productive, y'all stay busy
I'm Dre when he
legs are hurting, I'm too tired to walk the dog
I wonder if he believes it as I ask for him to shut the door
Write to keep my mind off the aching
Check
innem
Like I'm cat fishing trynna boost my self image
I've been a doormat, I'm trynna move a bit more selfish
I been short staffed
Employing snakes I
peep the fake ones and the real believers
When she off the liq she text my phone cus I'm her favorite eater
Not for everybody shorty know she only get
teammates
This is my roster
These are my people
Shout out mi gente
Hasta la vista baby
I'm ready for anything I got a gang full of leaders
We run that shit
BAD BOY
You stole my heart
Then you ripped it up
You tore it apart
I'm guilty and I'll take the blame
Because I knew you were trouble
Right from
My pimp C is green weed lean be in my sprite
Pscilocybin weed and lsd my only vice
Smoke like a coheeba till I’m bleeding from my eyes
Bitch I’m
Now I'm in the rolls with Becky
I'm fucked up on my ex shit
So fucked up on my ex shit
Yeah I'm fucked up on my ex shit
Now I pull up in the back
Diamond frequencies surround sound sounding me I feel like I'm drownin' in the drip drownin' in the ice, drownin' in the drip drownin' in the ice, drownin'
elbows
Nigga i'm unstoppable
You know why?
‘cause bella grace gave me wings huh
When she died i couldnt sleep huh
Ironic ‘cause she believed in my dreams
Pour a pint I just got my raise
Christian Dior so I'm looking like a saint
She wasn't lying when she said wanna taste
I wasn't lying when I said I
memory
We've gone from friends to enemies
Don't hide your secrets tell me
How you betrayed me, you betrayed me yeah
I drink too much, I'm selfish
Lipton is
hop in my feelings
Hopped in a foreign
I’m rich regardless
Shorty wan fuck
She Made an appointment
Let’s get it started
Shorty is fine as hell
through
Up the street from the capital, they'll cap it all for capital
Used to wait in front of Capital to catch that thirty-two
Or thirty-six, I'm heading
soul out to you, I'm broken and I'm cold
Empty all because of you, you've left me 'till I'm old
I need more, I need more
I've done my time, I've paid my
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