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If I make a song bout shakin ass Is you gon dance If I throw a kickback Is you canceling yo plans If them bad bitches pop out Niqqas popping rubber bands Gang gon bang Any way you want Dick in the hands or Dick in the pants aye Can you bring yo brother Cus I'ma be with my friend Nah we ain't even related They keep asking if we twins Nah I don't want no man Just be the Yang to my Yin It's bigger than black and white You want patron you want hen You coming with the gang Or you gon bring yo kin Can't have no pussies In my circle Really Who gon spin the bin Who getting left out And who all getting in Can't answer questions With a question So don't question me again Yes yes yes yeah I'm a Mean ass bitch I'm prolly tougher than yo nigga Plug bouta come through He talking 5-6 chickens He moving all this weight Got my pockets getting thicker Ice me out feed me cake Make my booty get a lil bigger Told that ho stay in yo lane Or I'ma bump 'er like a sticker Pretty ass bitch in the mirror I look like a walking filter Tipping hoes when I see Strippers Superstars With no Big Dipper If ain't no money in that bitch She bouncing with the bartender I can't hang out With no bummy ass bitch Bummy ass fit to match Them bummy ass kicks A whole bummy ass chick Who chasing bummy ass dick Fresh like my name Bebe Trap And you my bummy ass kid bitch If I make a song bout shakin ass Is you gon dance If I throw a kickback Is you canceling yo plans If them bad bitches pop out Niqqas popping rubber bands Gang gon bang Any way you want Dick in the hands or Dick in the pants aye Can you bring yo brother Cus I'ma be with my friend Nah we ain't even related They keep asking if we twins Nah I don't want no man Just be the Yang to my Yin It's bigger than black and white You want patron you want hen You coming with the gang Or you gon bring yo kin Can't have no pussies In my circle Really Who gon spin the bin Who getting left out And who all getting in Can't answer questions With a question So don't question me again Yes yes yes yes Yes I need the cake No I can't make time To be caked up Yes I go outside with no makeup Yeah hoes do need to Pick they face up And why hoes ain't got They bank up man Which nigga rolling That stank up If she keep staring at me I'm sending shots Shoot first ask questions later right Love them nigga full of hatred Say it's dank I think you fakin Yes I'm smoking on that Jamaica I do be with the Haitians Nah I don't steal I kill So if I want it you dead Then it's mine DUH Make sure that my tech kel Ask too many times It add up to 9 Running up a bag I'm tryna get my diamonds wet Everything on my body Cost a arm cost my leg You hoes ain't anything like me I'm always chasing a damn sac Always running up a check Like I'm a star up on the track I am a star up on the track right The beat just went off What is that's bout