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 Imma alien with all the rhymes
Yk imma slide for my slimes
If she is a bad bitch i might just splurge onna dime
Get Randy no Savage u playin wimme any mine
I pickin deez hoes any miny mo
My bitch keep a glock in her Tote
Ice on my wrist it's froze
He aint killa we know
I stay with a hitta he go
Dem Tears all over my coat
Ride with a big bag on me
Told these niggas stop capping on homie
I gotta whole lotta racks by my lonely
Keep it a stack i know that lil nigga a phony
Keep it a stack i know these niggas aint my homie
Keep it a stack I walk inna club with it on me
These niggas all tryna clone me
She don't ever want to leave me lonely
But I only want her for the moment
And the shit that I'm smoking is potent
Bitch we livin this shit up we onna different Hype
Smokin on strong lil bitch yk we get high notta kite
Old hoe was just for the night
Lil mama cant be my wife
These f*ck niggas i despise
New hoe icy like Spice
Shii we leave him out in nem mountains he fend for his life
Bro really be spankin shit he not the one dont play witcho life
Where the backwood pass me the light
Black Batmobile inna night
These rap niggas they all fraud
These broke niggas straight façade
Tell that bitch ass nigga bring his hoe ass outside
Stop dissin on live
For we come and shoot up bout five
And it's chrome all on my jeans shit it prolly cost me bout five
Pop bout eight perkies i'm dyin
Niggas be straight jerky with the chives
Bad bitch get down like limbo
Top tier that's my lil bimbo
These f*ck niggas not my kinfolk
I was servin niggas at the Citgo
What's the word niggas know we been go
Brodie countin bread inna Benzo
And she give me head call her been throat
Gotta AR clip like a limo
Bitch we livin this shit up we onna different Hype
Smokin on strong lil bitch yk we get high notta kite
Old hoe was just for the night
Lil mama cant be my wife
These f*ck niggas i despise
New hoe icy like Spice
Shii we leave him out in nem mountains he fend for his life
Bro really be spankin shit he not the one dont play witcho life
Where the backwood pass me the light
Black Batmobile inna night
These rap niggas they all fraud
These broke niggas straight façade 
 
 
 