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(What What What What) These niggas playing with you Veli put yo foot back on they neck I ain't sparing shit f*ck they feelings leave em all upset Why you niggas keep on doing shit just for the internet I'm locked in with the music like I'm squiddy with his clarinet You can tell that I've been touching cheese I've been in my bag In yo bitch pockets need to go and get yo own stash Why you tugging extra hard on yo bitch we don't want that 10-4 lemme know that play and we can go get on that I'm the hardest f*ck the politics they got check my catalog Niggas swear that they be big stepping they don't step at all I be with my bitch chilling I don't miss no ex at all Niggas know I used to hoop don't match a nigga check the ball Ain't no fair ones for niggas that ain't play it fair with me I remember being there for niggas that wasn't there for me Bitch you know I did it once you hear that mustard made the fucking beat I hate the niggas yall be hyping up they don't compare to me I ain't turning down no squabble I fear no nigga If I push it full throttle you gon hear it nigga This a Bully hoodie this is not no Denim Tears nigga She wanna stop and stare cause my drip is something serious nigga Tell myself that you that nigga every time I'm in the mirror nigga I don't know what my bitch be talking about she say I'm so demure nigga How you know you finna make it I can feel it in my spirit nigga One thing I wish that ain't exist is your weird niggas One thing I wish that ain't exist is you fake niggas One thing I wish that ain't exist is snake niggas One thing I wish that ain't exist is you broke hoes Tell them niggas dog you gotta sit cause I'm in go mode Stepping out the crib and every time it's like a fashion show My nigga got chop that bitch loud like a rachet hoe Nigga want a verse from me and I don't know him so I'm taxing bro Dropped six tapes in 2024 I was in practice mode (Wait what) These niggas playing with you Veli put yo foot back on they neck I ain't sparing shit f*ck they feelings leave em all upset Why you niggas keep on doing shit just for the internet I'm locked in with the music like I'm squiddy with his clarinet You can tell that I've been touching cheese I've been in my bag In yo bitch pockets need to go and get yo own stash Why you tugging extra hard on yo bitch we don't want that 10-4 lemme know that play and we can go get on that (What What What What)