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D-D-D-Div, don't do it to 'em Yeah I'm liftin' a bitch and I'm leanin' over (Oh yeah, bitch) Trap phone, had the Motorola I can't go back to debt, boy them days is over (No) Bullet holes hidden in the sofa (Bew) Bitch mad 'cause I said it's over (That's right) Hoe, don't be mad, get that grudge off your shoulder Niggas be thinking I'm older (Yeah) I'm still a OG, nigga fuck what they told you I'm liftin' a bitch and I'm leanin' over (Oh yeah, bitch) Trap phone, had the Motorola I can't go back to debt, boy them days is over (No) Bullet holes hidden in the sofa (Bew) Bitch mad 'cause I said it's over (That's right) Hoe, don't be mad, get that grudge off your shoulder Niggas be thinking I'm older (Yeah) I'm still a OG, nigga fuck what they told you Stay the fuck outta my face, are you good? (Bitch) Get him whacked in the 'burbs, get him whacked in the hood That lil' ass gun no good This Osama AK get him one with the wood If you really want war, let's do it Know where you momma and em' stay, finna send some niggas to it Slidin' round town grippin' on the wood With a cup full of 'yurp and a blunt full of fluid I'm liftin' a bitch and I'm leanin' over (Oh yeah, bitch) Trap phone, had the Motorola I can't go back to debt, boy them days is over (No) Bullet holes hidden in the sofa (Bew) Bitch mad 'cause I said it's over (That's right) Hoe, don't be mad, get that grudge off your shoulder Niggas be thinking I'm older (Yeah) I'm still a OG, nigga fuck what they told you I'm liftin' a bitch and I'm leanin' over (Oh yeah, bitch) Trap phone, had the Motorola I can't go back to debt, boy them days is over (No) Bullet holes hidden in the sofa (Bew) Bitch mad 'cause I said it's over (That's right) Hoe, don't be mad, get that grudge off your shoulder Niggas be thinking I'm older (Yeah) I'm still a OG, nigga fuck what they told you
Writer(s): Frank Childress, Divjot Singh Anand Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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