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Don't be asking me"waddup" cause I'ma"waddup, fuck?"
Whas, whas, what you mean?
Fuck, what you tryna, what?
What that mean? On BD
Midnight Musik
Tammat, tammat, tammat
What you tammat?
What ya tammat?
Fuck is you tammat?
Hahh
Geek up off my 30 bitch my percocet
Got this fully on my side, I just might hit your chest
Huh, I been fuckin with that weight so twin we finna go lift
Bitch, bring my fucking check
Seent your behind on all my paper, my niggas they cut up your neck
This gold on my body I feel like a Laker, my nigga wan' purple the TEC
Got my new bitch tryn' shoot up my old lil bitch, no you cannot slide off of yak
Told my twin that I think that we goated with shit, I tell him he Kobe I'm Shaq
He talm bout"lil bruh I'm paying your bond if you wanna shoot at the head"
I told the lil hoe"I'll pay for your buns if you finna give me some head"
I hit up the plug I need me some red, I need me some motherfuckin' TEC
Fuck is you talmbout hoe is you cool? Oh you ain't even geek up yet
Bitch you ain't even geek up yet
What you talkin' bout bitch, fuck you talkin' bout bitch, you trippin
Bitch is you crazy, I be Scottie Pippen bitch ain't slippin
Hoe is you cool, play it smooth, 'fore I get you lifted
I need my tool, he got some screws, tryna loose them bitches (midnight musik)
My head, it stay in my way
Your bitch stay in my face
This blick it stay in my place
Get hit, you can't find a trace
These meds they stain in my brain
I pour and then float in a daze
My bitch keep playing a game
My bitch keep calling my name
That coca, it dance on the plate
No sleep, I'm fried everyday
These nights get long and I pray
Them demons call and I cave
I'm numb, I'm stuck in this phase
My brodie, he stuck in the chain
It smell like your bitch in my place
We in this bitch going insane