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I be ridin round where them killas at If he talk down imma get his ass Put my sides down I aint into that And Im tied down in my feelins yeah I can’t f*ck wit niggas i aint wit the mess Gotta foreign whip aint tented yet Im the shit now but aint shittin yet And Im blessed now I aint get to flex Know a couple niggas that a get em wet Now my pockets fatter I got bigger checks Niggas shoot now had to get a vest I be on the block where them trenches at I got feelins for her I aint wit her yet Im the flyest nigga like im in a jet And they hate it when they say a nigga next I got hunnits on me I aint finnia flex She gone bust down like Blueface Free my brotha he just got a New case I done ate so much I need a New plate And my ex mad I gotta New date Tryna say she love me but its too late I cant f*ck wit niggas cuz they Too fake I can’t take a L I aint cool J I be ballin like im playin 2k And I got hella killas We aimin at you niggas And i hang wit gorillas Don’t speak if you not wit us I gotta keep my glock tucked Imma shoot it like a spot up I do this for my momma Shawty bad just like a toddler I be ridin round wit them 30s out Always keep it on me ion worry now Put em in a bag like a carryout Imma shoot that bitch just like im curry now She can’t wait to f*ck she in a hurry now All this gas got my vision blurry now Used to bag bitches now she turned me out And my wrist on froze like a flurry now I be ridin round where them killas at If he talk down imma get his ass Put my sides down I aint into that And Im tied down in my feelins yeah I can’t f*ck wit niggas i aint wit the mess Gotta foreign whip aint tented yet Im the shit now but aint shittin yet And Im blessed now I aint get to flex Know a couple niggas that a get em wet Now my pockets fatter I got bigger checks Niggas shoot now had to get a vest I be on the block where them trenches at I got feelins for her I aint wit her yet Im the flyest nigga like im in a jet And they hate it when they say a nigga next I got hunnits on me I aint finna flex Its my fault for fuckin wit bitches and thinkin they loyal Its funny how bitches be cappin and say they’ll hold you Then yo niggas be all in yo face sayin nigga I told you Don’t come in my face tryna claim me like bitch ion know you These bitches claimin that they love you I chase the bag and Ion stumble They say don’t get into no trouble That Pistol packin I stay humble Don’t get to flexin like a muscle My niggas f*ck around and bust you Gotta keep the 40 ion scuffle It came wit 2 I gotta bundle And I be ridin round wit that top down We gone go to war like chi town You ain’t treat her right and she mine now And I promise girl that you tied down Ion need to fight I gotta glock now If he f*ck around he gettin dropped now I aint wit the shit im gettin nots now
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