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(Speakin' on my bro, on my soul, you should know better) Ain't nobody give me shit Bitch, it turned me to a go-getter It was cold outside, you ain't had no sweater City, this is my side, you niggas should know better Speakin' on my bro, on my soul, you should know better You know damn well everybody just folded up Thought I could count on you, bitch, but you folded up Look, lil bitch but you folded up 'Member them days when they counted me out? Now my name stay all in they mouth 'Member them bitches that counted me out? Now they stay tryna fuck for the clout Bitch, I'm on sumn Tell these niggas that I caught one Ninety-nine bitches, but none of 'em got a problem Glock 18 if a nigga wanna start drama They hate on me cause I'm young and I'm bossed up Like how I smack and I swerve, bitch I know you do Crash the four-door, pull back up in the coup Act like you all that, but I never heard of you Look, but bitch I never heard of you I got the ball now, nigga, so we gon' win You fuck up once, you ain't gon' see my face again I give a fuck if lil shawty is a ten I can never let a bitch play me like I'm a sim Got a mac and that bitch gon' rip through thick and thin I just hope I'm still alive when my brother get out the pen It's gon' rip through thick and thin I just hope I'm still alive when my brother get out the pen Tell them other niggas I said, "fuck you" Tell my old bitches, "I'on want you" Young nigga, I do what I want to (Bitch, fuck you, I'on want you) Tell them other niggas I said, "fuck you" Tell my old bitches, "I'on want you" Young nigga, I do what I want to (Bitch, fuck you, I'on want you) And she tryna have my baby cause I'm next up Bitch, I was dead broke and now I'm flexed up Stay in school, nigga, you don't wanna test us Fuck your name, boy You look like a Preston, damn How'd I know that you was gon' switch on me? Now do a dash of oxy 12, bust a bitch on me Fuck a sticky situation, cause a stick on me If I was you, I'd watch my bitch, 'cause your bitch on me Look, I'm off the Henny right now With my bro doin' fifteen, I can't let him down I was gone, you was out, nigga I get it now Ain't shit fall on my lap, I got it off the ground And I can't let him down I was gone, you was out, nigga I get it now Ain't shit fall on my lap, I got it off the ground I said, tell them other niggas I said, "fuck you" Tell my old bitches, "I'on want you" Young nigga, I do what I want to (Bitch, fuck you, I'on want you) I said, tell them other niggas I said, "fuck you" Tell my old bitches, "I'on want you" Young nigga, I do what I want to (Bitch, fuck you, I'on want you)
Writer(s): Kristopher Haynes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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