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Yeah, hell of a time, I'm tryna come back
You is a vibe, I think we could match
Sayin' she mine, I ain't even crack (Eh)
You out of town, I go get the racks
I hold it down, ain't nothin' like that
Niggas be lyin, I'm tellin' you facts
He tryna run, his car on a flat
He tryna run get caught in his tracks
I'm in the city, just kickin' with Slatt
Know this shit law, I feel like I'm Tap
Pop out on scene, I'm rockin' all black
Cuttin' through lanes, I left with a scratch
Say it to me, we ain't cappin' on chat (Slatt)
Niggas be lyin, they cappin on wax
Throw me the pack, I bet I'ma catch (Pack)
Yeah, it's been a minute I been to LA
Know what you sayin, I been in your place
Orchestrating the muthafuckin' play
Okay, how you gon' cuss me, and want me to stay?
I know you tired of shit that I did
So you not really the one I could blame (One I could blame)
And you was really the one, I could say (Yeah)
You always tell me get out of your face (Yeah, yeah)
Push that Hellcat, do you want to race?
I'm off that flat, ain't hear nothin' you say (Hey, yeah-ah)
Huh, check comin' in, 100 a day (Buh, buh, buh)
He was so tough, why he running away? (Yeah)
Still the same nigga, like Stunna and Baby (Woah, woah)
(Aye)
(Aye, yeah)
(He was so tough, why he running away?, Yeah)
(He was so tough, why he running away?, Nah)
(Still the same nigga, like Stunna and Baby)
Yeah, hell of a time, I'm tryna come back
You is a vibe, I think we could match
Sayin' she mine, I ain't even crack (Eh)
You out of town, I go get the racks
I hold it down, ain't nothin' like that
Niggas be lyin, I'm tellin' you facts
He tryna run, his car on a flat
He tryna run get caught in his tracks
I'm in the city, just kickin' with Slatt
Know this shit law, I feel like I'm Tap
Pop out on scene, I'm rockin' all black