Texty

You are the king of the hill, fight Yeah, yeah (gang) They say how you gon' get so rich They say how you gon' get that bitch They say how you gon' make this fill up nigga I can't tell you shit Talk like this you run yo mouth you saying blah, blah Get this money I stack it up, I'm in a high rise She wanna take my soul, I told her I got nine lives I might fuck this sucka bitch, then tell her bye bye They wanna scroll my shit I told 'em they could stack high Ha, ha, ha, ha bitch it's a drive-by (Huh, yeah, huh, huh huh huh) yeah drive-by Yeah, ima be burnin thru shit the way I fly by (Huh, huh, uh-huh, huh) tell that boy bye bye Hop in this catty, I pushin her catty I let it slide Give me like two more ems Gotta get it back, 'cause I never go back like that Told a bitch I am him With a fat fat told her send it right back, back, back (yuh, huh) No one can dub, but I make it go splat You a lil' boy yeah you is a brat (huh, yeah) Call that boy Matt Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, yeah make that boy stop Ima be stackin these ems lil' bitch I go straight to the top (Huh, yeah) That boy you finessing He play with yo bitch then he lay out yo opps (Huh, yeah) I cannot fuck with no snake lil bitch They go straight to the cops They say how you gon' get so rich They say how you gon' get that bitch They say how you gon' make this fill up nigga I can't tell you shit Talk like this you run yo mouth you saying blah, blah Get this money I stack it up, I'm in a high rise She wanna take my soul, I told her I got nine lives I might fuck this sucka bitch, then tell her bye bye They wanna scroll my shit I told em they could sky high Ha, ha, ha, ha bitch it's a drive-by
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