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Look
Yo
Said that nigga must be stupid
If he think that I ain't cheatin
Man that nigga must be dumb
If he think I ain't leaving
I done blocked that nigga twice
I don't even know the reason
Man I really hate these niggas
I ain't givin' no treatment
Look
Uh, c'mon
Hoe, what's up with you?
Money on that table
Then that's money that I'm runnin through
I ain't number 1
Fuck I look like being number 2?
Nigga couldn't cuff me
Then of course he's gonna fuck with you
They get one shot, one chance
Then I'm back to pimpin'
Bitch I get fly, take trips
Only time I'm trippin
Hoe it's fake tricks, real tricks
I could smell the difference
You must think you Kevin Hart
Bitch, with all that funny business
Bitch don't play with me
Find something safe to do
How he left with me
But he came wit you
Try to take my nigga
Bitch I'm daring you
That ain't trickin'
If he only get you tennis shoes
Stupid bitch
I hate bitches that ain't never used to having shit
Acting like they going viral of a couple pics
They be in clearance
That's the only time they clearin shit
It ain't that the gram lil bitch
You know I'm really lit
Said that nigga must be stupid
If he think that I ain't cheatin
Man that nigga must be dumb
If he think I ain't leaving
I done blocked that nigga twice
I don't even know the reason
Man I really hate these niggas
I ain't givin' no treatment
Look
Uh, c'mon
Hoe, what's up with you?
Money on that table
Then that's money that I'm runnin through
I ain't number 1