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3 In the mornin Im thinkin Weather was stormin that henny I'm drinkin I had two bitches but both of em stepped I just wanted sum pussy they couldn't be sleepin I peep how they look and they watch and they study my shit And my fit was expensive as shit Snatch off my chain you get slit like a wrist Im turning shit up aint talm bout bliss She blow me a kiss but I'm dodgin Cuz I do not know how much dat hoe suck dick You know what it is stop flaugin Cuz I can set fire to you and yo kids My nigga pop lids No cap No dap Me and my nigga press shit like a app Get hit in yo mouth cuz that shit that you did Get hit wit a shovel ain't talkin you digg They sent me to college but hustling still in my knowledge We trap everyday turnin shit to a profit We slime his ass out he get put in a garbage No one on one nigga it look like a moshpit I run thru these bitches just like they sum pockets Can't open the door to whoever be knockin Can't f*ck with these birds too much of the flockin You show dem yo wallets dey jockin I had to get off my ass ain't no option Im cookin it up they like what's dis concoction I'm like the shit that's gone have yo ass rockin Put crack in a the eddies to make sure they coppin They keep comin back Blow out her back I gotta knack for collectin dem racks Dressed all black Since CBG back Nothin but hunnids inside of that sack 3 In the mornin Im thinkin Weather was stormin that henny I'm drinkin I had two bitches but both of em stepped I just wanted sum pussy they couldn't be sleepin I peep how they look and they watch and they study my shit And my fit was expensive as shit Snatch off my chain you get slit like a wrist Im turning shit up aint talm bout bliss Baby girl you said you love but you got to tradin on me That bitch went fucked on my man that bitch she really snakin on me My nigga went a changed on me shit ain't never been the same I had two bitches on a leash but both of dem was off the chain Cut em off money maintain My heart went cold On god I changed I'm shinin like i had just left Johnny dang All of these hoes where the cane All of this windex but niggas still lookin at stains You niggas ain't doin a thang That nigga had said he gon blow out my brain You niggas get dropped like sum muhfuckin rain They sent me to college but hustling still in my knowledge We trap everyday turnin shit to a profit We slime his ass out he get put in a garbage No one on one nigga it look like a moshpit I run thru these bitches just like they sum pockets Can't open the door to whoever be knockin Can't f*ck with these birds too much of the flockin You show dem yo wallets dey jockin 3 In the mornin Im thinkin Weather was stormin that henny I'm drinkin I had two bitches but both of em stepped I just wanted sum pussy they couldn't be sleepin I peep how they look and they watch and they study my shit And my fit was expensive as shit Snatch off my chain you get slit like a wrist Im turning shit up aint talm bout bliss (LIL Bitch)