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歌詞
Got 'em want to lick me I been drippin' for a minute
I got love for all my bitches that's working and independent
I put a bag before these ****, I fell in love with that chicken
I do no cappin' with you bitches pull up and you can get it
Rule one if a **** ain't money you bet not fuck with him
Ain't no room in my circle for no broke bitches sneak dissin'
I'ma pull up and choke bitches
I know I'm pretty but I'll still will get you smoked ****
Bad bitch having goals on my fifty fours
Gucci on my belt buckle Giuseppe my toes
You say your rollie cost a hundred then what it tickin fo'?
Tell your bitch we only friends so what she trippin' fo'?
How the fuck you havin' money but don't like trickin'?
I heard you trippin' off a G boy that's light chicken
**** cappin' on my name talkin' like bitches
I got a mad because I won't let 'em spend the night with me
Got 'em want to lick me I been drippin' for a minute
I got love for all my bitches that's working and independent
I put a bag before these ****, I fell in love with that chicken
I do no cappin' with you bitches pull up and you can get it
Rule one if a **** ain't money you bet not fuck with him
Ain't no room in my circle for no broke bitches sneak dissin'
I'ma pull up and choke bitches
I know I'm pretty but I'll still will get you smoked ****
All opps getting chopped all twenty twenty
Talking all that cash shit but you ain't getting no money
All that internet shit gonna get a bitch hit
Brain splitting on sight like the next bitch
For real, all that talking out your neck gonna get your stupid ass killed
My bitches with it breath on me and get cap peeled
It's that real we shoot to kill I'm a big fuckin' deal
All this money on me won't catch me without the steel
Joy rode bound I do this shit for the trenches
Whenever I see a opp my trigger finger start to itchin'
Gotta hit gotta split it bitch your brains I'ma spill it
Stupid dusty bitch now your brains on the seat
Got 'em want to lick me I been drippin' for a minute
I got love for all my bitches that's working and independent
I put a bag before these ****, I fell in love with that chicken
I do no cappin' with you bitches pull up and you can get it
Rule one if a **** ain't money you bet not fuck with him
Ain't no room in my circle for no broke bitches sneak dissin'
I'ma pull up and choke bitches
I know I'm pretty but I'll still will get you smoked ****
Written by: Ashanti S. R.Allen

