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Veeze x WTM Scoob x DT -Itself (Produced By: TOPSIDE
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karon malcolm vantrees
karon malcolm vantrees
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sydney cornell batie
sydney cornell batie
Songwriter
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topside_fresh90
topside_fresh90
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Ain't gon' scale itself Them bows ain't gon' Aye This dope ain't gon' scale itself Them bows ain't gon' mail they self Nigga, you know I gotta get this wealth I put a line on the table, tell that bitch it ain't gon' sniff itself I thought you had these bricks for sale I pull up on the block, them niggas said you ain't got shit for sale These hoes ain't gon' pimp they self You hangin' with a snitch, nigga you know you a snitch as well I ain't gon' tell on myself Them bitches tellin' me to write a statement, I said go to hell Bitch i'd rather go to jail I'd rather pop a bar and wake up inside the holdin' cell This clip ain't gon' load itself Imma pull up on yo block, nigga this bitch ain't gon' blow itself I put my foot on the food, it ain't gon' step itself Put my hood on my back, it ain't gon' rep itself I can't be cuffin' on these hoes, I can't ham myself I ain't wait, get the I.D's to scam myself Nigga I got these pieces, they ain't gon' jam themself Lets hit the road, nigga these stores ain't gon' scam themself These strips ain't gon' pop they self (?) goin' off, lets see who scrape the pot the best Lets see who beat the block the best You know Veeze he the 'lil goat, they say his pops the best Im on the road she gotta fuck herself Tell Nutty grab another 400 off the fuckin' shelf Tell the cops that I don't know myself Make another ten before we head home is what I told myself I ain't bad, Im just gettin' Visas Have Mas pop yo top, give me no reasons Man my closet lookin' like the last three seasons Gave me brain all day, I called the bitch genius A hunnid 90s off 200, I gotta thank Jesus I paid $1.98 for every two pieces I paid cash for the whip, ion do leases Nigga why you in yo feelings cause yo bitch creepin'? I made it happen all by myself Man I put niggas on even tho, they ain't help they self Damn right im startin' to feel myself Man grab a Pyrex, that dope ain't gon' whip itself Where im from its every man for self Imma be the one to push it, man that (beep) ain't gon push itself I make niggas wanna kill they self My bitch brought her homegirl, I fucked em both, she wasn't gon' fuck herself I lost my mans, don't know how I felt Man grab a pop from the store, that Lean ain't gon sip itself Pants they sag, could never rock a belt I slap them spots overnight cause them spots wasn't gone rock them self
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