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"Bête noir"

(Ay lil bro they keep dissing)

Y'all n*gga tripping
Out here keep dissing
f*ck around get to bleeding
Why you hate why u hate
Is it because I’m getting cake
Is it because she on my di*k
On my paper that's where I stick
In my bag that's where I stick
If I was sticker in my paper that’s where I stay
Why u hate why u hate why you hate
Why you hate

Why u hating is it because I'm getting cake
Hey they want a thousand cuz I got a mili
b*tch I'm grinding trynna get to the trilli
I'm getting it like bill gates
They trynna lock me behind the gates
Not gonna let that happen I'm hustling
Chasing that paper I'm hustling
A little thot no I ain't trusting
Hitting it till the morning then u got get to leaving
Sniffing that coke her nose bleeding
They trying to catch a cases so we fleeing
Don't do no drugs that lemonade is what I’m pouring
Like Gunna I’m dripping
Im drippy getting that paper
Me and my bro we drippy
f*ck her so Hard her legs turn spaghetti
From the bottom about to the tippy
pus*y so tight she only want the tippy
Went to the mall couldn't walk you know paparazzi ,paparazzi
Yea she foreign we been f*cking
We be touring
She sucking me dry
Y’all come for my bro unfortunately u gotta die
Shoot your shot you know you gotta try

Y'all n*gga tripping
Out here keep dissing
f*ck around get to bleeding
Why you hate why u hate
Is it because I'm getting cake
Is it because she on my di*k
On my paper that's where I stick
In my bag that’s where I stick
If I was sticker in my paper that's where I stay
Why u hate why u hate why you hate
Why you hate

Why you hating
f*ck around get to bleeding
And you gonna need Coffin
On the road we be touring
Me and bro we don't take L
You might think I'm playing
Don't stand to close might drowning
Me and her been f*cking
Put it her throat she be sucking
f*ck her so hard she started crying
She said she don't want me to leave
She can't know where I leave
Cuz in the house we be trapping
PlayStation no gaming
Codeine no drugging
Don't do drugs im just playing
I'm just playing
Yea we from the east side
She going too choose my side
And you know it
b*tches on me like Popeyes
I eat here like hot fries
I wish X didn't die
When the haters gone imma say bye bye
I was blind now I can see clear
Chasing that bag money is The only thing I see clear
Kodie Shane u just need a little faith
f*ck around goofy I'm getting pay
In my bag that's where I stay
When running you gonna keep the pace
Hater gonna be hater so let them stay
So let them stay

Y'all n*gga tripping
Out here keep dissing
f*ck around get to bleeding
Why you hate why u hate
Is it because I'm getting cake
Is it because she on my di*k
On my paper that's where I stick
In my bag that's where I stick
If I was sticker in my paper that's where I stay
Why u hate why u hate why you hate
Why you hate

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