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(D-Diego) Ayy, lyin' to that bitch, she gettin' fucked over The head hit different when I'm hungover (hungover) Wanna f*ck me with your friend? Baby, come over Ayy, speakin' on my name get you fucked over Yeah, reachin' for my chain get you fucked over Ain't no friends in this shit, nigga, run 'em over Yeah, no, we not the gang, we just all soldiers And I'ma keep it real 'til it's all over (it's all over) You know what's in this cup, died a month ago Nigga know what's in this blunt, know you niggas bunk Your sister on my line, let me get behind that rump Percocets bool, do it better when I'm drunk Bank account brazy, all the wires go to Hutch Sports mode on her, I can teach you how to stunt Fried calamari out in Malibu for lunch They walk me through the back, but I park in front of the club, on Bloods Everything designer on me, down to the drugs I'm the multi-millionaire they found in the mud Child of the slums, in love with a stripper Hella thouwow ones, watch her counted by the dubs (yeah) Lyin' to that bitch, she gettin' fucked over The head hit different when I'm hungover (hungover) Wanna f*ck me with your friend? Baby, come over Ayy, speakin' on my name get you fucked over Yeah, reachin' for my chain get you fucked over Ain't no friends in this shit, nigga, run 'em over Yeah, no, we not the gang, we just all soldiers And I'ma keep it real 'til it's all over (it's all over) Ayy, tryna fight the Perc', goin' on shoulders Ayy, big cup of juice, but we all sober Ayy, runway model, we in all Dover Ayy, no QPskii, it's all growers Yeah, pull up with the vibe, she brought all whores Yeah, four hoes and me, I'm Shedeur, bitch, I'm goin' for it And I'm on the gas, what I'm stoppin' for? Ayy, tap a nigga chin, don't be askin' what he socked me for Bae said, "Poo, you gotta pop it more" Ayy, no cosign, got it off the floor Ayy, love to see my son shine, it's my reward Ayy, Maybach shades, we're on my court Ayy, .559s, I was off the porch Yeah, fightin' with my bitch, then gotta fight a gun case at court Fightin' with myself, should I stay? 'Cause I know she hurt Now she want a f*ck a nigga over, that's how this work Lyin' to that bitch, she gettin' fucked over The head hit different when I'm hungover (hungover) Wanna f*ck me with your friend? Baby, come over Ayy, speakin' on my name get you fucked over Yeah, reachin' for my chain get you fucked over Ain't no friends in this shit, nigga, run 'em over Yeah, no, we not the gang, we just all soldiers And I'ma keep it real 'til it's all over ('til it's all over) Ayy, lyin' to that bitch, she gettin' fucked over The head hit different when I'm hungover (hungover) Wanna f*ck me with your friend? Baby, come over Ayy, speakin' on my name get you fucked over Yeah, reachin' for my chain get you fucked over Ain't no friends in this shit, nigga, run 'em over Yeah, no, we not the gang, we just all soldiers And I'ma keep it real 'til it's all over ('til it's all over)
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