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Lil' bitch, I see that shit you postin', that shit still won't stop the motion
Mask up, Drac' with the wood grip, brought memories from COVID
I know he ain't gon' pop that door lock for a pistol, but he sold it
Nigga wearin' purple jeans and new Chanel shoes, but he owe me
Try it like you know me, get back, fuck nigga, you the police
Four of us in another city, but got a Draco on every car seat, huh
Nigga try this shit, we spin and burn out like a comet, huh
Cookin' up like steak, but we still make 'em bleed like raw meat, huh
Talk behind my back, but pull up, time to shop, so the numbers shake
Real P, I like his ho, I don't like her face, but I like her shape
I want out the hood on rappin', that just might be my escape
Caught a bitch out KK, fucked the first day, know she got escape
Waist small, lil' booty bad, that BBL soft, might buy a bag
She was a pencil in middle school, that ho turnt up and bought her ass
Know it's counterfeit, let me find out these fuck niggas buyin' cash
She fuck me for free, let me find out these fuck niggas buyin' ass
Ain't no hero, but my chest lit up, I feel like Iron Man
Ran a check up on my own, I might not never sign, man
My bitch a ten and she shinin', I just call her diamond
Gon' search, won't find a rapper hotter, I'm fresh out the fryin' pan
Atlanta bitches, they be slime, the fuck do you be on?
Come to my city shinin', wake up with no jewelry on
Hit the bitch, hit cool, I ain't even have a stress on her
Blue Magic, every bar I spit the purest on 'em
Huh, he had the hood on smack or die with the paint, not Skittles or Arizona
She seen that Maybach, let me hit from the back, out front and I ain't the owner
Back and still passin', I be drivin', you can't smell like 'Namera
Uncle bring me 50 pints right now, I still won't think 'bout leanin' on 'em
They like Peezy, woke 'em up, what the hell you on? They was dreamin' on him
Glock got a 30, call it Dick, this shit won't drop no semen on 'em
Grey bandana with a grey stick, they say we goin' crazy
I keep teamin' up and still down, I know that shit there crazy
Ran out of gas two years ago, they still tryna see how I made it
Crest up, tied the knot, a servant to him, he actin' like he faded
Pull up, pop the whip, them hos get mad, they actin' like I made it
True Life Grandma swish, whoop his ass, he actin' like he crazy
Blue jeans, every pocket full and I'm actin' like Lil Baby
Nigga grown man, but actin' like a grown-ass lady
Ho, I'm good now, you should've came and held me when I was achin'
Seen his chain get tangled up, it brought back memories from slavin'
Waist small, lil' booty bad, that BBL soft, might buy a bag
She was a pencil in middle school, that ho turnt up and bought her ass
Know it's counterfeit, let me find out these fuck niggas buyin' cash
She fuck me for free, let me find out these fuck niggas buyin' ass
Ain't no hero, but my chest lit up, I feel like Iron Man
Ran a check up on my own, I might not never sign, man
My bitch a ten and she shinin', I just call her diamond
Gon' search, won't find a rapper hotter, I'm fresh out the fryin' pan