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I got PTSD from the lame ass shit I deal with
Gotta watch for the Knife of the cut
Of the snakes that I lowkey chill with
See that hate, I know brodie'nem feel with it
I know shorty bad but I can't even build with her
Ima tweak out if we in a similar building
Oxycodone pill to heal it
Yuh, I know when she driving away and she ringing my phone
That mean that I killed it
Ain't no touch, severely deprived
She knowin' I'm horny the moment she feel me
Hold her hand, I'm tellin' them lies
Im' holdin her in her tight so I don't feel like villain
I got shorty'nem matchin' my fly
I don't really want that pressure of fits
Wanna talk? Gotta go through the sky
Don't look in my eye or you might get zipped
Seen this hoe with the vibe up a spy
I'm really deprived, I might just hit, yeah
Shorty stick to script, she said that she like my vibe
It's not that I'm lit
Shorty hate that I spit when I talk
She said when I talk, I really be spitin'
Shorty hate that I spit when I talk
She said when I talk, I really be spitin'
Shorty hate that I spit when I talk
She said that I talk, I really be spitin'