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I don't understand it, tell me how you be so low?
(And all in thrilling, new, sound)
babe (Dammit babe)

Blood than water, right
Fuck bitches, all alike
Stand up nigga, not the falling
Heart blacker the Harlem Nights til I met you,
They say the devil wear Prada but I doubt it cause the did bless you
look at that body
Short bus shorty, cause you is special Cole to the rescue,
Never a ho
like to hide their behavior though
Thought you was a down ass
'Til I that shit a couple days ago, I was home alone
Next thing I know that long ass verse from a called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the got clearer
That's when I the shit playing on your phone
Girl, what is that a
Shit, not you too
Man the done got you too
Everybody and their momma
my momma asked what I'mma do
Decisions,
In case this is war, then I load up on all
If a nigga want problems, my on auto
I'll make sure that nobody him
Now pack up your shit, you believe in me
I don't need you, I got me,
nigga moved to NYC, bitch
Got a record deal and a college degree,
Two gold plaques, I produced all the
And I never ever lean on Jay-Z, bitch
And all that achievement
Real never even went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me,
You try to fuckin' play me? I ought to knock ass out

TKO (TKO, TKO)
TKO
I understand it, tell me how could you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been after the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
And dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe)

All hail Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the on lock, streets serenaded
Now you mothafuckas lookin' devastated
Bet you niggas wish you never hated, that's the ain't it
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this, fuck shit, he that
He black, he like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits, that bitch
that bitch he with, finished talking shit
Get up off my
The narcissists synonymous with comments from the about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck
I'm and not to mention, in my closet
Is a model chick, grimey gothic fits, trapped of it
Besides it I'd deny the shit, y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just sick, the doc prescribed my shit
Cock it, click-click, opposite, and droppin' shit
'fore poppin' shit, popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a Xanny, for compliments
Make it rain, she pop shit, it boosts her confidence (TKO)
Was supposed to stop shit but spit like I forgot some shit (TKO)
Forgot the topic, I hope God you, peep my common sense (TKO)

I don't understand it, tell me how you be so low, deo
TKO, you've been swinging the bell and after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt, through my chest, perfect hit to the
And dammit (Dammit babe)
babe (Dammit babe)
Dammit (Dammit babe) JT this like deja vu right?

All album of the year talk, niggas claiming they're the best out
I been hot since the Purple Tape and cuban's poking my chest out
They keep calling on King Push, this beach chair, I'm out
My name is my name, bitch, until I'm gone and it's out
I been known to blow a quarter brick on baby hairs and a bun
If I make her mine, her mind, she fall in line and we got somethin'
of a millionaire, even better I'm a reallionaire
Alaïa skirt, Fendi work, dress my baby build-a-bear
Fuck you know about the Tiger of Rollie, fuck you know about blowin'
Bezel on it like a grand circle, in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I sold and my name rung
I sold dope where I came from and it's so dope what I from it
No lie, why? Guy Fish in my bowtie
JT up in the 3 piece and we magic baby showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know, try to trap her but she slow
Once she trap you with the DA flow, it's out, TKO, la!