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Ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, don't make it an issue, make it official
I was down bad, had to pick up, why you sitting on your ass bitch, get up
We got all the opps mad, tryna click up, I like pussy but I love getting my dick suck
Niggas say they with you, then they switch up
She say she official, I'm like bitch what
Let me just be honest, you could get cut
Feeling like Giannis, I need big bucks
He was in the rain, so he caught the storm
Mad that I missed his brain, but two off his arm
I got so many different strains, I grew off the farm
Shot, They , go steady, rang, I shoot off alarms
I shoot out the box, I shoot out the Glock
Freestyle when I'm bussing, and shoot off the top
Steady slidin' and we spinning, we do that a lot
Opps that we winning, they knew that was hot
They knew that we won, I knew that was dumb
Nick Cannon with the cannon, I shoot out the drum
Like a spider spitting venom, then blew out the gun
Keep going, I ain't finished, you thought I was done
Keep going, keep going
We gon' slide through they block, keep blowing
Keep blowing, keep blowing
That's your bitch, She going
I was down bad, had to pick up
Why you sitting on your ass, bitch, get up
We got all the Opps trying to click up
I like pussy, but I love getting my dick sucked
Niggas say they with you, then they switch up
She say she official, I'm like, bitch, what
Let me just be honest, you could get cut
Feeling like Giannis, I need big bucks
Ooh, it's bags