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Hitboy on the beat, so bitch you gotta go berserk I just popped in Me and bro don't talk e'eryday, but we locked in Ay, don't ask me 'bout no nigga ya don't see me with She like did you see power? I don't watch TV, bitch Don't know me from a can of paint, but she do know that just bread, right? I ain't fuck your bitch, but I do know what that head like We gotta problem, what you saying like (what?) Green light, I got a 40 with a red light Blink with the beam bape dripped in Supreme Big stick in my jeans, you can't get in between My circle is too tight, AP look like moonlight Fuck niggas we can't unite, want smoke we'll come tonight OG's be like that young nigga their polishing Uncle smoking crack, granny alcoholic I got rich and cleaned them up you know we poppin' They respect me in my hood so they acknowledge I ain't playin' jana shit, I ain't modest Foreign spider in that coupe, I think she scottish Give me smart, she give me brain, give me knowledge Make me come in less than 20, go to college, yeah I got it We gon' rock out In Miami rolling loud, I got that glock out If I wasn't home before 10 I got locked out College had so many hoes, I hate I dropped out Really could've beat my case, I hate I copped out If I was there she would've lived, I hate I hopped out They take a pic outside then leave these niggas, not out They keep that halo key they better not let me find out Ay ay don't let me find out Don't let me find out Don't let me find out Better not let me find out Ay ay don't let me find out Don't let me find out Ay ay don't let me find out Better not let me find out Green light I got a 40 with a red light (Red light, red light, red light...) Got a 40 with a red light
Writer(s): Anthony Hamilton, Neely Dinkins, Vito Colapietro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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