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(Hook) She begging to f*ck to one of my songs this lil bitch fanned out But I can’t lie shit turnt me on I turnt her legs knot I squeezed dat fye dat bitch had burnt my hand, shot til’ it ran hot. Say they man down, remember they used to doubt me but what they saying now ? Be damned I give that hoe some wood, that pussy hot like campfire I Got used to walking beats, pull on the lot then pull off red eye How the f*ck you self made but you always got your hand out Build this shi up brick by brick I feel like Bob I’ll die for I watch it fall, tryna put on for my dogs (Verse) If we thugged together and u ever get jammed up won’t miss your call Yeah, I iced my time but still wish I could take back what I saw I been trapping locked in a loop, just get em in and get em off And how I did you hurt me so deep but I had to play it off cuz I’m raw Whole city had it, cat look well done she moved states He got paid off a T-bone, now he trap and order steak For a buck I’ll shoot a rib, just want the greens off your plate If you ain’t never sold a bow in record time we can’t relate nigga Shit a shame how we used to be gang I’m starting to hate niggas Try so hard to get a name they start to change, want me to change with em Lane switch em, On god I ain’t writing shit this off the brain nigga Fucking shawty she bet not f*ck this shirt up bih cost 850 (Verse 2) In the Stu with Coub talm bout plans and shit we planting shit, play we blamming shit. We handle shit, f*ck bout a camera flick. Run up bands n shit my mans tripping fucking fans n shit Ain’t a fan of shit but I’ll blow at these niggas long as the payment sent. And that’s on god, ever since Maedrina died been hard to give someone my heart Bro nem just swap the vins I’ll rather trap I ain’t tryna strike no car. N I don’t play bout my name respect me I’m the one gone take shit far And I just hope dat god forgive me cuz I ain’t the same nigga I was (Hook) She begging to f*ck to one of my songs this lil bitch fanned out But I can’t lie shit turnt me on I turnt ha legs knot I squeezed dat fye dat bitch had burnt my hand, shot til’ it ran hot. Say they man down, remember they used to doubt me but what they saying now ? Be damned I give that hoe some wood, that pussy hot like campfire Got used to walking beats, pull on the lot then pull off red eye How the f*ck you self made but you always got your hand out Build this shi up brick by brick I feel like Bob I’ll die for I watch it fall, tryna put on for my dogs