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Yeah, bitch said she wouldn't leave, I guess she lied again (she lied)
Come through, shot and he fled, I know one thing, they better not try it again (nigga)
12 a.m., man, I got 50 missed calls, somebody done died again
Shot and he missed, come back like, hey, I forgot somethin', I'm finna slide again (I'm finna slide)
Aight, it's a whole lot of snakes in the ground, so I'm mowin' the lawn
I wanna fuck this bitch, but I can't even trust this bitch, I don't know what she on (I don't know)
We really patient like Picasso, I need that work in pronto, get shit done
Then I'm Fortnite, once your life gets snatched, there's no way you can respond (nigga)
Yeah, this bitch keep on arguin', I can't be peaceful
She said she wasn't cheatin', I said, mm-hm, okay, 'cause I know she deceitful
We in a Supercharged, this shit gotta be premium, this ain't no diesel
Hey, yes, I'm introverted, I play the wall like folks, I don't like to mingle, nigga
Come on, walk shit down, for real, call me Michael Myers (come here)
I can go throw on a hoodie and gloves, I'll put on a suit, I can switch to a tie
Prolly stash me up I just shut the fuck up I don't know what transpired
And I gotta call my gun, sorry I not pullin' up if a frisk is required
Hot shit tappin' his lungs, he feel that heat in his face like he opened the dryer (c'mon)
I learned from Dirk, I gotta watch what I say 'cause my bro could be wearin' a wire
It's only three things that I despise and that's a thief, a rat, and a liar
And yes I be fly as shit, I hop out on the hop while wearin' designer (bitch)
Yeah, bitch said she wouldn't leave, I guess she lied again
Come through, shot and he fled, I know one thing, they better not try it again (c'mon)
12 a.m., man I got 50 missed calls, somebody done died again (somebody done died)
Shot and missed, come back like, hey, I forgot somethin', I'm finna slide again (come here boy)
Yeah, opps see us when they lost, start puttin' they guns in the camera
Every time hit they street, they use they feet them niggas be shakin' like this
Your bitch coming with me, then I'm sending her back, I'm fucking up all them mascara
At school wasn't doing no work, I was tryna fuck with my teacher, Miss Cabrera (tryna fuck with my teacher, nigga)
Yeah, ARP in the backpack right on my chest
Yeah, walkin' to nine, I'm tryin' to catch me a sh--, hoppin' out of that vet
And we know they play them cuts so I got film in them right here, watch my back (hey watch that)
Whip on my gun, this is a stick up, nigga, better give me that chain and your ass get stretched (your ass get stretched)
Yeah, bitch said she wouldn't leave, I guess she lied again
Come through, shot and he fled, I know one thing, they better not try it again (better not try that shit)
12 a.m., man I got 50 missed calls, somebody done died again (did somebody die?)
Shot and he missed, come back like, hey, I forgot somethin', I'm finna slide again (dey, I'm finna slide again)