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(Who the fu-, is th-)? Slime that bit' with a kutta I could f*ck you, or f*ck the other You talking on me, and my brother If you cook good, I might have to cut her I give him the ball, watch him run I'll call my goons, they gon' smother Free all my dogs, nigga I'm not talkin' Drake I get the cash and I- uh I get the cash and I skate Why you niggas so fake? W-Why r- so fake? Man there's too much at stake, You keep on tryin' me These niggas tryna find me But a nigga be hidin' You don't gotta be lyin' Just say what you want, and we'll try it again (Huh) Or we won't And I smoke that, it's too much gas lil' nigga Yea I smoke that shit from the bone And how we supposed be friends lil' nigga, But you won't ever pick up the phone I can never ever go back-ughhh You fake ass hoes like-ahhh I really be cold, I'm chillin' Pull an all white Benz, to the building And I smoke that gas, to the ceiling Yeah, I got that fye, can you feel it? And I got too much cheese, too much guap Lil' nigga, yeah it's real Talking down on Chris, nigga get killed Put green on his head, make his soul hurt, real