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Pussy actin' like they never had shit
All these bitches actin' like they never had
I got a bad bitch, she she always had shit
All these flawless diamonds, they're lookin' glassy
Catch that slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
out my attire, this expensive fabric
We can wrestle just like Savage
My jewelry as as an attic
The that I smoke'll blow your lungs out
I'ma walk in and clutch it like it's a war
All your bitches that's busted, they in your house
What goes up, come down, my nigga, south
I done ran up them M's without a now
She done up her game, Christian couture now
These niggas thought that knew it but they don't know it now
I swear to God pursuin' at all my shows now

Hopped out my bed and hopped in a foreign
Bitch get close, this a mothafuckin' warning
that dick good, I'm the mothafuckin' warden
She runnin' away from my like it farted
She don't wanna so I put it on her neck
I beat that pussy up, she loud as a
I got 1 million but 10 in the bank
I taste a sample, I only buy if dank
I cook fishscale, and sang to her at the same like Tank
I was born in '91, 23 years old, with a whole lotta
(5 mothafucka)
can you feel my pain?
All my need to be drained
I got a bitch that's gon' bang
And I got up, I can't complain
And all my dogs, they're dirty, check for
And all I gotta do is your brains
And I'm a gangsta, my nuts, gone hang
Who said you was straight? Boy you to be retained

niggas actin' like they never had shit
All these bitches actin' like they had shit
I got a bad bitch, she she always had shit
All these diamonds, yeah they're lookin' glassy
that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
Check out my attire, expensive fabric
We can wrestle just like Savage
My jewelry as as an attic
The kush I smoke'll blow your lungs out
I'ma walk in and clutch it like a war house
All your bitches that's busted, they in your house
What up, come down, my nigga, north south
I done ran up them M's a tour now
She done up her game, Christian couture now
niggas thought that they knew it but they don't know it now
I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my now

Took the off, put the Breitling back on
Walk in the and I cut the lights on
Why you spending like that? Cause I ain't had shit
This that real nigga PaperWrap, YSL
Never loved a bitch but I love
In the payin' my tithes with drug money
Went and got a new plug, got a new house
And a new coupes, that's how a young nigga live
Couple bitches, weed that how a nigga chill
Top floor, penthouse, still crackin'
Them Houston niggas be like, "That nigga trill"
Them New York niggas say "That young ill"
My mama always me dress to kill
My uncle always told me the steel
That Thugger, that's my mothafuckin' brotha
From a motherfuckin' other, I'ma show you how to magic
The is you mad at?
Got your bitch dancin' all in my spot no panties
I said, "Bitch where mothafuckin' man at?
Fuck that, where your friends at?"
Sold 50 p's, hold it, to bag it
That little bitch you on, I been had it
Pull up in a new drop, that nasty
Mama call all my big booty bitches

Pussy niggas actin' like they had shit
All these bitches actin' like they had shit
I got a bad bitch, she said she always had
All these flawless diamonds, yeah they're lookin'
Catch that slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
Check out my attire, expensive fabric
We can wrestle like Randy Savage
My as cold as an attic
The kush that I smoke'll your lungs out
I'ma walk in and clutch it like it's a war
All your that's busted, they live in your house
What goes up, come down, my nigga, north
I done ran up them M's a tour now
She done stepped up her game, couture now
These niggas that they knew it but they don't know it now
I swear to God pursuin' at all my shows now