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Aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye
Hoe, dats Veno, aye
Huh
Tell the truth, I birthed you niggas in the game, I am yo parent
Hoes love me, 'cuz I'm fly and talk my shit
Bitch, I'm a parrot
Fendi eyes on my shirt, got all the pretty hoes staring
If I like it, imma cop it
You gone wait till it's on clearance
She want a nigga to herself
I asked her"bae, what's wrong with sharing"
Let me go and fuck a bitch, so you can go and run yo errands
We in Louis, indecisive
She can't pick the one she wearing
Almost bought the whole rack
Looked in the mirror, I'm embarrassed
I gotta slow it down, before I fucking crash
I ain't used to having shit, I'm finna blow a bag
He said he gone blow my mind, I said"don't make me laugh"
No Diddy, next bar, I ah get on yo ass
I ah get on yo top
I ah whoop yo pops
I can't go like Pac
I survived the shots
I survived the shells
Duck yo Taco Bell
I'm too slick, with dog shit and never seen a cell
Yeah, I'm still ducking 12, like Dlow dodged a sentence
Gun collection, new edition
Make ya dance like Michael Bivins
That's enough gun talk, let's get right back to the money
I'm a walking green flag, it's no wonder bitches love me
Shorty barely get a ring, so why the fuck she call me"hubby"
Broke her heart, but now she healed
She from Philly, she my buddy
Please don't make me tap this button
Get 'em gone, yeah, it ain't nothing
I keep the flll like Aquaman
In this league, it ain't no justice
Hmm, aye
At barbershops, they better say I'm top five, end of discussion
How the fuck you get them rings and I ain't see it, Bill Russell
How the fuck you get them
Hmm, okay
In that field like Pat Mahomes, I get it done without a huddle
Had baloney everyday and I ain't know that was a struggle