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Shawty put all of her faith in her ass I put all of my faith on the dash Throw that shit out the window now all in the past Shawty come back I need you bad Yeah I need you bad yeah I need your back yeah My parents said I messed up my life Got tats on my hands yeah But imma still make all these bands yeah This decade I'm gaining more fans yeah Take it back Way back when I wrote my first line Still in a shoe box in my closet Now that I'm making deposits She wet like a faucet I changed up my style Now she be chasing for miles Cause I got chains on my neck Matching my wrist Rings on my fingers Come f*ck with with me Baby come f*ck with me I know I look edgy Dark like I'm Pepsi I'm dressing all black cause I can Take it way back when I used to give a f*ck When I used to get drunk Fucked up all the time every month Now I just chill by myself I'm just skating lonely Momma told me Never f*ck with a chick if she fucking the homies Bad to the bone yeah get off me Take it way back When I used to have a bitch Didn't last long Lost the trust for a minute No one impressing me So I stay dippin Straight to the kitchen Whipping up verses All of these lines they long just listen White bitch she snorting but Christian I don't understand it I guess all bitches be vicious Ammunition yeah don't f*ck up my vision I'm just trynna shoot my shot But I end up missin But that was way back Now I stay swishin Wait Need a shawty like Nicole A-n-i-s-t-o-n That girl in her thirties and still a ten I think that imma a Stan I think that imma stand My ground Cause if I met her in person I'll probably just Yeah I'll probably just Fake friends get up off my neck You ain't the chain to my pendent Stop being a bully be present Blonde bitch you ain't a queen you a peasant I'm just looking for revenge To send y'all six feet deep in the earth Where you rot and you burn Hell is what y'all deserve Sorry is that to rough Y'all got me messed up Got all these nots From stress Get the glock Three shots to the sky Make it pop Throw the gun on the ground Dip out Bitch you a menace I meant it I let you just bend it Wait let me finish my sentence If I never met you I'm better I mean it I meant it But did it ever happen It didn't it didn't it didn't it didn't My denim is rippin You poison I'm ichin I'm inches away from slapping these hoes I wish I can do it I can't so I'm losing This battle I rattle my way around town I guess that I'm causing attention I'm skating and blasting my music so listen It's a vibe and I ride all the time One knife to the chest Still alive Guess I got eight lives But I ain't no pussy Don't push me I'm not in the mood I might tag you Those girls they cute I might put tags on them two I'm running this loop Put the ball in the hoop I'm ain't wasting no time I ain't wasting these lines Now I'm gone I'm ghost I leave her behind cause she hating the most The access point is what I'm searching fosho