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Yeah I don't know why these niggas hating on me I'm just tryna do my thang you know what i'm sayin? GibDJ on the fucking beat Big E-WEE Yeah Let's go Young nigga E-WEE i ran up a check Bust in her face i don't give her respect I got that work coming straight from the jet She let me f*ck the first day that we met Snakes in the grass but they ain't get me yet Took a few Ls but i ain't got regrets Now i ride two-door yo bitch on my neck Keep it 100 we running the city put that on my set Wonder why these niggas hating on me I got them bad bitches waiting on me No new niggas on my side Them other niggas seen what's real and started skating on me They see me flexin hesitated on me Now i'm taking bitches that you datin homie Flyer than most of you lil niggas Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me Yea Aye Yeah i got the paper on me Flyer than most of you lil niggas Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me Yeah i got the paper on me Flyer than most of you lil niggas Look I just realized i'm the man After i smoked a few grams Might hit a lick i'm like bro what's the plan? Now i take trips on my way to Japan Used to cop nicks in the hood from my mans Now I blow O's to the face cause i can I see you hating lil bitch yous a fan I think that i fell in love with the bands Okay, You say you working you a loser Talking shit on ya computer I might take ya bitch and abuse her Then i'll send her home in a Uber Lil bro might pull up in a scooter I'm schooling these niggas no tutor Shout out to Chris cause this shit luda Got my pockets feeling like Buddha I might pull up on a nigga She wanna f*ck all my niggas I was just doing this shit for the fun but I guess that they stuck on a nigga Can't put my trust on a nigga I rather put a few bucks on a nigga Used to think that I needed all them guns but i'll leave you slumped f*ck a trigger I'm rolling off perkys Come get ya bitch she tryna slurp me These pussy niggas tryna murk me But i'm with my niggas that's for certain I don't think these niggas worth it Blunt with the lean that sound perfect I'm in my bag it's a Birkin Hop in my whip and i'm swervin Ballin like Erving Young nigga E-WEE i ran up a check Bust in her face i don't give her respect I got that work comin straight from the jet She let me f*ck the first day that we met Snakes in the grass but they ain't get me yet Took a few Ls but i ain't got regrets Now i ride two-door yo bitch on my neck Keep it 100 we running the city put that on my set Wonder why these niggas hating on me I got them bad bitches waiting on me No new niggas on my side Them other niggas seen what's real and started skating on me They see me flexin hesitated on me Now i'm takin bitches that you datin homie Flyer than most of you lil niggas Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me Yea Aye Yeah i got the paper on me Flyer than most of you lil niggas Not to mention yeah i got the paper on me Yeah i got the paper on me Flyer than most of you lil niggas Bitch That's it Yea Lil bitch Aye Hating on me I got them bad bitches waiting on me Hating on me I got them bad bitches waiting on me Hating on me I got them bad bitches waiting on me Hating on me I got them, yea aye