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(Bankboy!) (On God) (Yeah) (BEEP!) (Yeah Yeah Yeah) I don’t be fucking with niggas they leachers I be at school tryna flirt with the teachers I need a bag if I’m gone do a feature (I need a bag if I’m gone do a feature) I fucked that bitch on the football bleachers Yeah I’m a junior fucking on seniors No I can’t keep me a bitch I’m a cheater Get in the booth and I sound like a preacher I want his head I want him dead All of my clothes gone be covered in red Nigga sneak dissing I heard what you said Put a at on it lil bitch I ain’t scared I’m really thinking bout cutting the dreads Niggas be beefing and getting no bread I got it loaded it’s one in the head If I get caught I’m going fed Bank back this ALL FACTS Blowing her back in nut in her tracks Spend all the backend go get it back THESE NIGGAS TALKING I DON’T REACT Feel like Ray Lewis when I get the sack I got the drop on his spot he tracked! Lone wolf but I keep me a pack She ain’t wanna f*ck til I pulled out a stack My niggas shooters golden state Bitch you a thot no we can’t date They want the food on my plate Really don’t see why these niggas hate I got the diamonds on me and they skate She want to f*ck but it’s too late Too many bitches you got to wait I’m tryna live in a house with a gate Rolling up in my grandad bathroom I’m tryna f*ck on a bitch in the bathroom She wanna suck me up, vacuum Come to the trap serve out the back room Bag over bitches that is my motto All of this money like I hit the lotto She said don’t tell nobody but we all know Told her to eat the dick swallow Looking for niggas, where’s waldo? I’m speaking spanish these niggas falso Done with the rod give me a crossbow Imma stay down til my niggas all blow (On God) (Yeah) Imma stay down til my niggas all blow (Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah hold on) I don’t be fucking with niggas they leachers I be at school tryna flirt with the teachers I need a bag if I’m gone do a feature (I need a bag if I’m gone do a feature) I fucked that bitch on the football bleachers Yeah I’m a junior fucking on seniors No I can’t keep me a bitch I’m a cheater Get in the booth and I sound like a preacher (Preach)(Preach) (Uhn) (Preach young nigga) (Keep it in the street young nigga) (You gone die once you step to me young nigga) (On God) (Bitch) (Bitch) (Bitch)
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