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Woah, woah, woah Uh, If I catch you hating you know it's gon be on sight Pull up with a blicky I know you gon be a fright We shoot you down yea bitch choppas in the night Pull up on a Kawasaki I'm a different type I'm not rich but I got shit you can't buy I'm so high yea bitch I'm in the sky Can't get down yea even when I try Uh, i ain't got a chain but I got that ice on my wrist All my hoes yea they want me to pull up in a benz Two twin glocks yea I call them bella twins I ain't gonna front when I say I always win Lets go Yea I fuck that bitch with my J's on Remember them days when I was countin' pesos Bitches get mad cause I got the same flow If you talkin shit, we gonna get lethal Did this shit on my own, no i ain't get no help I wanted that hoe to grind all on my belt But she broke my heart and she threw it in hell She threw it in hell Uh, If I catch you hating you know it's gon be on sight Pull up with a blicky I know you gon be a fright We shoot you down yea bitch choppas in the night Pull up on a Kawasaki I'm a different type I'm not rich but I got shit you can't buy I'm so high yea bitch I'm in the sky Can't get down yea even when I try
Writer(s): Jack Rose Morton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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