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Where your ass was at I was sleepin' on the floor?
Where your ass was at when I was sleepin' on the

[Lil Bibby & G
.40 got a drum, bitch I feel like Nick Cannon, ay
Raised in the so you know I'm still damaged, ay
Told her let me fuck, ho you I'm real mannish
I get love the plug, I be makin' shit vanish
And we from & S but the migo speakin' Spanish
he be talkin' plays, I can't even understand it
I'm "Can you hear me, Manny?
Don't you panic, double and keep it landed
Have the gone when it land, I get the racks and rubber-band it"
Bitch get it twisted, I'm No Limits, I'm a savage, ay
Blow a nigga down if he up right here cappin', ay
Bitch I be shooters, all my niggas don't be rappin', ay
Drop a nigga, tell a cop, cause I know what happened, ay
Got my .40 and it's on me, dolo, lowkey, I'm in
Tony fly to pay 100 off an oz, I was trappin'
That 800 I spent it on Margielas, call it cappin'
Week before I had to show ya'll G Herbo's niggas clappin', ay
All my niggas bout that action, quit that 'fore I slap 'em
We got .30s in on Rugers, how my get to clappin'
And we don't got no love for you ass niggas
Up there pistol tell strip, with your faggot ass nigga
I got boogers on my wrist, got your on my dick
Got your in my pocket, spent your car note on my kicks
And since I cut the lean habit, been shoppin' like a bitch
I just Givenchy T-Shirt shit that woulda been a 6, ay

I'm just a trappin' ass nigga, you a ass nigga
And I'm still in the field with my savage ass
You could catch me on the block got my youngin's Glocks
We be ridin', flippin' blocks, see the opps, send shots
Now we ridin' on the e-way gettin' high, hot
Bitches on me everyday, just wanna give me top
Yeah, you ain't gotta flex you ain't fuckin', baby stop
You know my Balmains full of knots and your favorite flop
And I be guap, ho
Tell 'em and shop, ho
Hood name
I'm trappin' out my
Gotta make it happen, rappin', fuck up, rob ho
Real street nigga, I had a nine Rondo, hah