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Yeah, yeah
This is a certified hood classic
Ah, first I cut the braids, now I'm in the shade
She ain't with me getting saved
Come scoop me while I hit this plate
Juice hips while I mix this cake
Had to whoop him, owe some cake
All we mad was shoot the fade
My space was my business page
Fuck boy, are you entertained?
Like I got some shit to gain
Never fucking with you either
We was cutting dinner plates
It's a shame, they just want some shit to say
Don't listen to 'em
How you get the message to the people?
I was meant to do it
Balling on these niggas schooling
Let that be a lesson to 'em
Knew I couldn't do it by myself
I was sent to the truth
Life of it and the fruit up in that garden
I was tempted to it
How you get the message to the people?
I was meant to do it (meant to do it)
I was meant to do it (I was meant to do it)
I was meant to do it (I was meant to do it)
I was meant to do it (I was meant to do it)
I was meant to do it
She can't have a lot of kids, that's just why I'm is
Don't compensate for simps, that's just how I live
I just got the text that said she brought a couple friends
Took them on a trip, 'cause they never been
She can't have a lot of kids, that's just where I'm is
Don't compensate with simps, that's just how I live
I just got the text, said she brought a couple friends
Took them on a trip, 'cause they never been
I took it straight down, that I think it's seven to the dead
Why don't you take a look at this?
You ain't never seen this kind, this is kind
I to that C-H-I-C A, G-O to the blood, and them hoes my copycat
But they ain't nothing like, ain't nothing like, ooh
Is that E side with side, south side, ho?
If your bitch keep talking lies, leave your mouth wide, hoe
Disregard the soaps and pimps, please no simps
We don't fuck with them, 4G on my rims
Got my rim, broke my wrist on swims
Ooh, I think I'm, ooh, I think I'm it
Your bitch know she ain't, hop out in that brand new runway thing
Your bitch know she can't, your bitch know she can't
They love my flow, they pay attention to it
Guess you knew exactly what that mean (yo bitch know she can't)
Niggas love my style, they love my flow
They pay attention to it
Guess you knew exactly what that mean (yo bitch know she can't)