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Yeah, woah
I'm like okay, I'm like ooh
Do not test me
Do not
Do not test me
Don't test me, Ima shoot
I'm like yeah, woah
I'm like okay, I'm like ooh
Hop in that Bentley
Hop in that
Hop in that Bentley
Bitch, I'm finna swerve that coupe
I'm finna leave that boy dead in the dirt
I put that pussy boy right on a shirt
I keep a muhfuckin' stick on my side
If you talkin' that shit then yo ass gettin' hurt
I need a couple of muhfuckin' Percs
I need a couple of bands for a verse
I don't know why you be talkin' that shit when you copying me
Bitch, I did that shit first
I'm grabbin' her throat
She grabbin' my dick
Acrobatic lil bitch, on my dick she do splits
She can ride on my dick but she can't get a kiss
Treat my dick like a lollipop, give it lick
Taliban, Taliban
I keep a stick
Thousand bands, thousand bands
I just spent
Hop in that, hop in that muhfuckin' Bent
Broke ass boy can't pay yo rent
I'm like yeah, woah
I'm like okay, I'm like ooh
Do not test me
Do not
Do not test me
Don't test me, Ima shoot
I'm like yeah, woah
I'm like okay, I'm like ooh
Hop in that Bentley
Hop in that
Hop in that Bentley
Bitch, I'm finna swerve that coupe
Girl, I ain't got time for no bullshit
The only time I'm pullin' up is whenever I'm horny
And I got a whole damn full clip
If I hear you talkin' that shit, you get hit wit' a forty
And I do not fuck with these rappers
These rappers, they think they the shit but they really be corny
They wanna take me out
They wanna take my soul, wanna take my glory
And I'm like yeah, woah
Don't come around me, we not cool