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Oh-o oh oh
Oh oh-o oh-o
Oh oh-o oh-o
I done kept this shit so P, these niggas still turned around and changed
I done told the lil' bitch I don't even need her, now she tryna say a young nigga insane
Man, free all the niggas that gotta collect call,
they was collecting them brains
I don't even know if niggas fuckin' with me, it's so bakey, this shit gettin' strange
She had left a young nigga on the read when I try shoot my shot, now she tryna come hang
I don't care who you is, I don't care who you know, bitch, I always stay loyal to gang
Nigga, try backdoor young nigga, I promise to God it get wet up like rain
I don't even wanna talk about my problems, I'm finna just load up and shoot through the pain
Sippin' on too much quagen, got my stomach achin
Niggas ain't havin' no patience, no
Free bands, nigga, I'm tryna come count up the roll
Get a three-five, chill with the steppa and light up the dro
Hmm, hmm, hmm, nigga, you know
Huh, huh, huh, that's how it go
Huh, huh, that's how it go
That's how it go, that's how it, uh