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Put a price on your head if I don't like you I could probably fuck your bitch if I tried to You not fucking with the gang but your wife do Independent with the shit but I'm nice too (Ariana) New bitch, new kicks when I slide through Dumb hoes, I am never gonna wife you Got a strap in the whip when I ride through We will lay your homie down right beside you I be sipping juice got me feeling alright If you got an issue than we finna get it on site I ain't with the dissing if I see you I'ma take flight How the fuck you tryna shine with the fake ice Got bands on the line, then I'm coning through ASAP Roll another blunt, five grams, I'ma face that It ain't hard to recognize me, bitch, I got a face tag You the type of dumby to pull up with a fake strap Playing with a gun, boy, you never bustin' You ain't sipping lean, bitch, you sippin' Robitussin Sold a couple grams, now you thinking that you hustling Everybody fake, I swear to God that you bluffing Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real You are not a drug dealer, you afraid to pop pills Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real You ain't even pouring lean if it ain't coming with a seal Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real You ain't ever bust in licks you pussy, you probably squeal Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real You ain't real Too many people on some fake shit Lane kick Get your brain split Need to quit faking with the gang shit Same shit for the pussy tryna claim this Hard time thugging, leave your body on the pavement Why you talking chips, you ain't making strips All these broke-ass rappers need to stop that shit If that hoe don't got funds I'ma drop that bitch Why you got a strap, you don't pop that shit Boy, you always been a bitch Why, you talking like you shouldn't? Now big mop stick, got a pussy looking shook now Pipe down You don't wanna bring them pipes out And if I'm running face guarantee you going lights out Double cup, bitch, I'm sipping the lean I drop a dose in the sprite, I'ma turn that shit pink I be posted with a Brodie and he gripping the beam Put a hole in, anybody say they tripping on me Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real You are not a drug dealer, you afraid to pop pills Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real You ain't even pouring lean if it ain't coming with a seal Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real You ain't ever bust in licks you pussy, you probably squeal Too many people on some fake shit, you ain't real You ain't real
Writer(s): Rico Dawson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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