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Really think that she like me or somethin' (Yeah, b*tch)
We just do it like Nike or somethin' (We just do it)
Got that fire with no license or nothin'
You know I got that sh*t with that bop in it
Turn your sh*t on, your ho say, "Turn your sh*t off"
And now I got the media all on my di*k
Probably couldn't even pay 'em to get off (Get off)
I pull up, get the bag and I spin off (Let's go)
My lil' b*tch got that ass and a sendoff (Mhm)
I'ma pay for with cash, drop the sh*t off (Cash)
Play with me, bust your ass, I'm a big dawg (b*tch)
They gon' put me to the test, but it's cool
I'ma pull up with my dawgs, DMX in the coupe (Let's go)
I'ma pass 'em with a A, hit them n*ggas with a smile
Baby teach me the finesse, what you do? (Ah)
n*gga, never try to push up on gang with a stick to your n*gga
'Cause you're lame and you know it (Lame)
And you probably got that thing, you won't blow it
I see it on you, n*gga, all the time, you like to show it
Like the way I make 'em feel with my rounds, I'ma pour it
These n*ggas need to go and read a book, n*gga stupid (Ha)
If a n*gga see my text in their phone, let it go
I ain't tryna make 'em click and make 'em lose it
When it come to disrespect, we can roof it
Got a couple million dollars right now I make off music
They didn't think a n*gga was supposed to hop, they stupid
I own real estate and I own a lot of jewelry
I f*cked a lot of b*tches, I don't like to let 'em near me
I keep 'em over there, I tell 'em, "Treat me like your bestie"
Shot the last n*gga, b*tch telling me I'm sexy
I'ma keep on f*ckin' other n*ggas' b*tches if they let me
When I run and play sports, a n*gga use a right hand
Slap a n*gga with the other hand, he thought I was a leftie (Sike)
She rather f*ck with me 'cause[…]
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