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1TakeJay
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Alight, here we go Lewis, you nasty Howie Bass Beats Look, I couldn't even take a L in a Lexus Say I'm a dog, chose up on her best friend She think I only wanna fuck, bitch, you guessed it 'Cause I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm gone, we ain't textin' New number, I ain't fuckin' with my ex-bitch You better make the right move or get left, bitch They love a nigga 'cause I'm young, and I'm reckless Beat it up and show a bitch to the exit If I'ma do it, I'ma do it to the neck, bitch VVS frostbites in a necklace My niggas stacking real paper, this ain't Tetris And bitch, it's all facts, you ain't gotta ask no questions Red bottoms nigga, watch where you stepping Christian Louboutins, nigga, ain't that a blessing? I'm talking 'bout reality, they call it flexing I worked for this shit, so don't get the wrong message Fuck a Glock, 50 shots in this TEC, bitch Slide through, you better duck or get wet, bitch Poured down like I grew up in Texas Who fucking with the gang? DJ Khaled, we the best, bitch Air force when I'm running up a check, bitch Get a bag, the only thing on my checklist You unemployed you ain't never had a check, bitch Fendi, Gucci, Louis, that's a check, bitch If I'ma do it, I'ma do it to the neck, bitch VVS frostbites in a necklace My niggas stacking real paper, this ain't Tetris And bitch, it's all facts, you ain't gotta ask no questions New number, I ain't fuckin' with my ex-bitch You better make the right move or get left, bitch They love a nigga 'cause I'm young, and I'm reckless (wait hol' up) Beat it up and show a bitch to the exit (I'm finna turn this bitch up) Murphy Lee, I'm with the lunatics, throwin' bows like I'm Ludacris Niggas heard I'm on, so come try me, I ain't new to this Stop it, reachin' for this chain and I'm poppin' You big bro, no hoes, nigga, you ain't poppin' Stop it, these niggas watered down and I'm solid These birds know I got a lot of bread, so they flockin' Gang thick, stomp a nigga out, it's a moshpit I get a lot of brain, shit I should've went to college Money on my mind, if it ain't, what's the topic? Take what? Better wear a vest if you plottin' Saks Fifth, never hit the mall when I'm coppin' Like a broke bitch, lil' niggas big window shoppin' Who put you niggas in the game? Where your coach at? Nigga, you ain't gettin' money, where your loaf at? I don't fuck with old hoes, pussy throwback Paparazzi ass bitch, I ain't Kodak
Writer(s): Jachin Jenkins Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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