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Wait Red boot boy talkin' if you speaking, could you please shut the fuck up Got a goth bitch and she pushin' on my gun Mothafuckas always talking but they taking like its a ton Ayy, AR-15, and I came in with a stop If you really talking I really kill ya mothafucka now on god Gosh, I'ma make a fuckin' body drop Then lock with a opp, and I'm pulling in the spot Bad bitch when trying to give me everything she got If you runnin' up on me loaded bodies drop it like its hot Switchblade and then I'ma finna send ya to the crib Gotta me dance, with a wrist with a bad bitch in the whip I'm fully automatic and I came in with a grip Bad bitch in the crib and I got my hands up on my hips Got my head up on my stomach cause I'm really for the sick I be double D, dancin' cause I'm really fuckin' rich On a body out in public cause he actin' like a bitch I'd be outta with a feeling, bitch you know I about stick Left to the beat with a trigger, I'm pressing it Glock with a beam and a trigger and I'm pressing it Loaded to the grave and see a mothafucka pushin' it All my friends are dick, gotta pockets full of presidents Money is demoted if he didn't keep on pressin' this Talk about a man, mothafucka put your hands up Shoot him in his man's if they really want to stand up (Wait) Tellin' in the stands and I about to put the fans up Wait Red boot boy talkin' if you speaking, could you please shut the fuck up Got a goth bitch and she pushin' on my gun Mothafuckas always talking but they taking like its a ton Ayy, AR-15, and I came in with a stop If you really talking I really kill ya mothafucka now on god Gosh, I'ma make a fuckin' body drop Then lock with a opp, and I'm pulling in the spot Bad bitch when trying to give me everything she got If you runnin' up on me loaded bodies drop it like its hot
Writer(s): Aaron Brandford, William Roed Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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