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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chi Mak
Songwriter
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What the fuck you did, even if you with your bitch I'd split her wig, **** ain't on shit
I got my favorite gen, head tap, hit a **** head, D Don't need to spin again, laithan all
Yo backyards like a navy seal, my cousin been Switched on me but I hate him still
Switchy and ass that's a overkill, all my **** Steppin' for me, bro, you know the deal
Come on, set the play with a bitch, all he want is Coochie, wack a **** in the middle
Ain't no pick n, I ain't talk about the migos but , but Like my bitches bougie
I ain't even supposed to be here, I'm in a Nino suited Quit sayin' that we into it
No the fuck we not, you ain't did shit to me, so why The fuck you lyin'
What the fuck is ten, boy, I need a hundred thousand, I always have to thumb it up
Boy, I'm the money counter, humble ****, hoes still Fuck us, I got rank
Tell your peoples hit me up, ****, I got drank, did a Skit with 26 n swapped out for Drake
I need a M, don't wanna talk if it ain't bout to pape N. **** think they got off
But they bout to pay, he think I don't stand no Business, I gotta spray
was off lean and percs, ain't fuck, but I got the face
Bro gon fuck his body up, but I got the face, but Let's Get back to the bands
I don't say my hoes number, bae this Jack for the Heads
Road, kinda hot, so I'm stuffin', smack or the vends
Fishbowl and rental, gettin' dope, goin' off the meds
Just bought some rubber bands and some mo' Baggies
Bust a slip,talk in a cliff, I need mo' addies
Sneak dancin' in them songs, but they won't @ me
**** know I'll jump the gate, I don't need no alley, ****
What the fuck you did, even if you with your bitch, I'll Split her wig
**** ain't on shit, I got my favorite gen
Head tap, hit a **** head, don't need to spin again
Written by: Chi Mak