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You ain't special I had that bitch first Keep talking shit You going to wind up in a hearse Making hella racks just off this one verse Keep fucking with me You going to end up in the dirt Keep fucking with me You going to end up on a shirt I don't play that shit I'll leave yo life cursed Claiming that she left me But I left that bitch first Sucking me at school And I nutted on her shirt Talking 'bout my last bitch She ain't no good Bitch nigga from the 415 You are not hood I'm not the one Let's make sure it's understood Let's not forget how She was with you But she wanted my wood Yeah, this ain't no diss track Or maybe it is But you'll never get yo lick back Keep talking shit You going to end up getting Bitch slapped You can have that hoe And I don't want that bitch back You can say my shit is ass I do not care Say that shit to my face 'Cause I am not scared Can't run the ones 'cause You going to think it ain't fair You need yo little gang You hairy ass grizzly bear Yeah I called you a bitch And what about it You not going to do shit I highly doubt it Seen how you act over that Bitch you was pouting I'm making hella money While you over there clowning Ima get rich While you somewhere frowning Sipping away yo sorrows And yo soul low key drowning Drinking and drinking You might as well down it Go ahead and die Could care less about 'em That's low key crazy But not as crazy As yo shorty swallowing my babies This ain't over no bitch Cus I got a better lady Cus you a bitch too So don't get too crazy And nigga stop capping Talking hella shit About my music and my rapping You don't got no future Go start trapping In a small house And them roaches with you napping You wanna go and jump me Somewhere when I'm lacking When I got hella money And you ain't even stacking Someone go blow his nose I think he need a napkin I got that thing on me I promise that I'm packing (Bitch ass nigga from the 415) 415 bitch, 415 ho, 415 pussy I am not your bro Please don't overlook me If you want to run the ones You going to have to book me Oh you got a mid bitch Oh you want a cookie She look like Michael Jackson With the "Hee-Hee" With her box head It built like a TV Can't wait to get some diamonds I'ma get some VVS Nigga trying to copy my style Nigga you can't be me