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Yeah, let's see what it's hittin' for Me and Mintxy back to back, we only in it for the dough
Nigga really speakin' crazy like tell them niggas listen close
Nigga talkin' bout a bag, like can you really show some dough?
Like nah, that EDD out, so where the cho?
Bitch wasn't makin' no pape, ain't speak to me, so I ain't know
If you talkin' bout a bag, I see you in it to the flo' (It's Mintxy on this bitch)
Don't start peepin' on the Gram, like, do y'all wanna see some more? (ugh)
Yeah, hold up, let's switch the flow on this bitch
New bitch cheatin' on me, I might kick the door on that bitch (kick the door)
Yeah, he safe if he fuckin' with the team
But you ain't fuckin' with T3, then I might empty out your jeans (run the pockets)
Swear to God, them Trueys bummy than a bitch (bum bitch)
And I know he got some money, but he definitely ain't rich (T3)
He need to step up, step out, disappear back to his clique
Damn, yeah, she finna pop it like a zit
Yeah, damn, she finna pop it like a zit
Young nigga, I been poppin', but never poppin' for the bitch
Niggas buffin' to these hoes, I tell them calm, see, it's not shit (not shit)
Niggas tryna show a ten, I tell them calm, see, you not rich (ona real)
Young nigga, I go hard up in this shit
I been speakin' disrespectful, so I say pardon when I spit
Niggas claim they hard, but he fuck around and get mixed
I been plottin' on deep shots, so call me Harden for the swish
Yeah, finna dunk on this bitch, I'ma make it splash
Bad bitch make a earthquake when she shakin' ass
Feel like Cookie Monster, but I'm only hungry for the bag
Face another blunt to the face, it was really rad (that was rad, dude)
Bitch, and the Wock I pour is really red (on my Carti shit)
If she remind me of Shrek, I might just have to fuck her friend
Yeah, hold up, I might have to fuck her friend
I'ma hit your twin, then I might never ever fuck again
Yeah, we might not fuck again
But if the bitch yucky, hit, I might just spin a Benz
Tried to tell him, so speak it down, that's when I watch him trip