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Aye Shoutout to Yung Brownie 'cause I heard it's he who made the beat Shoutout to that shorty I had last night, you made me weak I don't want that ho she ain't my girlfriend, just another freak Main ho won't say a word unless I say to speak Never gave a f*ck 'bout what a nigga got to say to me and if you ain't my mama don't you ever try to pray for me Shorty wan' get married 'cause I'm flirting with her playfully And if I tell her stop now I know that she'll wait for me Why you posting all that bullshit, why you make it what it's not? Why you acting like you know him, why you post him getting shot? What you talking 'bout to them? I heard you chatting with the opps Bro you knew she was a runner, why you crying 'bout a thot? Bae I never said I love you 'cause I knew you was a bop All my hoes do what I want, I'm lenient I let 'em rock If you go up for the bucket, then I'm coming for the block And don't worry 'bout my story 'cause it's all part of the plot, aye I'm blowing up and all these niggas wanna get me now, try me if you want to I'll pull up with a 50 cal If you ain't post my shit when I was doodoo, you ain't with me now I'm feeling like I'm at the top and can't nobody sit me down Cartier they know the name, they know just how I get around They talking crazy when I'm gone but nothing when I'm in the town I don't f*ck with niggas who get phony when its bitches 'round And if we got some beef don't get to hiding 'cause I'll get you found Niggas really acting like I'm probably not the best I thought I told you niggas I was better than the rest I could spit it off the top and I'mma get 'em all impressed And it's all face shots, so you ain't even need a vest I'mma shoot my shot, before I finish, it's a yes If you giving sloppy toppy baby come and be my guest How you gon' be happy when my life making you stressed? All you niggas playing checkers and I'm really playing chess I'll give it up right now I swear this never meant no shit to me and let a nigga play around I swear that he be history Mask on, no face, the murder case a mystery And let his squad come after me I know they won't do shit to me If they get the lo' then I'mma let them niggas get to me And drop a few then go back home to all they bitches licking me Cheated on them hoes with all they family, know they sick of me And if you get me shot you better pray them niggas finish me All that shit was cap, ain't got no straps and I ain't beefing I'm just into getting money, fucking hoes on all the weekends You ain't coming to the session if you fried and get to tweaking I be swimming with piranhas and you drowning in the deep end I'm playing better offense than you think of playing defense All the real niggas up and all the hating niggas sleeping How you talk about me negative when we ain't speaking? I be swerving in that tracky best believe I'mma be speeding aye Why you feigning for the pussy, you can't make her do it Beat drop, you start feeling yourself, yeah this player music Why you feigning for the pussy, you can't make her do it Beat drop, you start feeling yourself, yeah this player music