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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cillian Elsworth Hall
Cillian Elsworth Hall
Songwriter

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Bitch I'm shinin up like tha north star
Fuckin these bitches in a foreign car
None of these bitches ever want me nah
Now they fuckin want me cuz I'm blowing up
Now I got these bitches up in my car
Told lil shorty she not goin far
Her ex pulled up now he wanna spar
Shot his ass then I put him in my yard
Hey I fucked yo bitch in the back of tha whip
Since she got my dick she beggin for more of it
When I told her no she fuckin pitched a fit
I ain't got no time for this borin ass shit now
Let's go oh shit she drop it to tha floe
All these bitches do is give me drugs lemme cope
Now a bitch pulled up with some dope
Took her home then I put her phone in my notes
Now let's go
Only took a hit just to float
All these bitches talkin but I kno that they won't.
Buckin up to me you don't kno where I'm from
Handed out my number now these bitches blow my phone
All these bitches in tha club drinkin till they dumb
Takin all these drugs so I'm feelin numb
Takin captain morgan mix it with sum rum
Shit so strong feel it in my gum
Look, imma south side stepper and im coming for my bag
Yea i hadda get it from tha mud
Aye bruh now i'm up
Ion got time for tha petty games i let my gun
Bang yea bruh we ain't tha same
Insane i got tha rap game on name
Dop what im reppin but it ain't a gang
Iced out neck new car new paint
Now i'm throwing up tha 3's like my name lebron james
I'll... dodge a hoe before i let her hit tha can
Say my name inna crowd aye baby where's the fans?
Pull up backstage say hello to my friend
If you wanna talk tough better fold up both ya hands
Written by: Cillian Elsworth Hall
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