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Lil Kayla, wassup? Thought I had me a real nigga, that was cap Just made a call to the streets, bitch, I'm back My old jawns tapping in like, where you at? One call, one tap, that nigga face up in my lap 11:11, God, send a nigga with them racks Don't really like scammers, I want the nigga flippin' packs And hoes always talking 'bout Kayla this and Kayla that But did you tell 'em hoes how Kayla never gave your nigga back? Bitch, yesterday's nigga, he is not today's nigga If you coming, come correct, nigga, have that pay wit' you I don't want no lil' pup, gotta have some age with him All my niggas Tyler Perry 'cause I'm making plays with 'em, ayy Shoutout my bro, he a real gravedigga You won't catch him in no pic with no bitch, he hate Insta' 'Bout me, fuck your politics so don't play, nigga Couple bitches still mad 'cause I was fucking they nigga Please excuse me, baby, that's the old me But when my nigga got fucked, nobody came and told me It's fair game with niggas, all these bitches ever showed me And you came up to scold me so baby, let it go please Anyways, finna go with dude up on a dinner date I'm at Mastro's eating salmon, Ion really get with steaks Really, I just want some money, get my lil' pussy ate And Ion really got a type, be out here doing anything Look, this nigga been chasing me for years, Michael Myers I keep telling niggas that I love 'em, I'm a liar I don't hit them stores no more lil' baby, I'm retired But you could call my phone if you looking for a buyer Move around, get your ass popped like a tire I won't break a nail, my niggas murder for hire Drip down, Dior, Balenci for the attire I keep a play up, still getting checks from Empire