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(World peace)
I told that ho we gon' fuck when we get back
Said, "No, it's over with" (It's over with)
Hop out that motherfuckin' splat, they runnin' track like Usain Bolt and shit
Damn, this lil' bitch bad, she got ass, let me hold it
She like, "You doin' me bad, doin' me bad, but I am over it"
She findin' shit to complain about
Hate gon' get all my anger out
Fuck it, I'm whippin' the banger out, blrr, blrr, bang out
These bitches ain't shit, she gon' fuck me and stay with her main guy
Ain't been in the mood, I've been tryna let this pain out
Fullys to get 'em, I hop out and hit it
Who the young **** been takin' the risk?
I wanna fuck but, don't give me a kiss
Tell the bih', "Ride with my dick", it won't fit
Talkin' 'bout your brother, your brother a bitch
**** talkin' 'bout that gang but **** ain't in it
Scatpack get off, the bitch only two door
I know some shit that these **** don't know
He got popped, last shot hit his 'fro
Went and got caught at that corner store
No switch, but this bitch a fully though
She know what's up when I close the door
She know what's up when I get in the room
Geeked off za, drank, lean and 'shrooms
Bitch, keep trippin' like Wiz too
What the fuck you mean I'm rude?
I relapsed, relapsed, the rent due
Bentley Bentayga, horse coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)
Red guts inside that bitch too
Braggin' 'bout a bitch, that ho ain't shit, I had that bitch too
Shoot him in his shit with micro stick and knock his shit loose (Baow, baow, baow, baow)
Bitch, I have Gen, wait for it to pop, lot of **** claimin' opp
Give a fuck, they ass won't drop, give a fuck, they ass'll get popped
Keep a sixty in this car, exotic rock on the roof top
**** ain't no shooter, my young ****'ll do ya (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I told that ho we gon' fuck when we get back
Said, "No, it's over with" (It's over with)
Hop out that motherfuckin' splat, they runnin' track like Usain Bolt and shit
Damn, this lil' bitch bad, she got ass, let me hold it
She like, "You doin' me bad, doin' me bad, but I am over it"
She findin' shit to complain about
Hate gon' get all my anger out
Fuck it, I'm whippin' the banger out, blrr, blrr, bang out
These bitches ain't shit, she gon' fuck me and stay with her main guy
Ain't been in the mood, I've been tryna let this pain out
Written by: Yea
