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I keep that I keep I keep that I keep that Yeah (Who made the beat? Apollo) Ride around with thangs, bitch, it's common Throwing up my gang like it's vomit Throwing up like vomit Ain't fucking with your gang, to be honest Catch you lacking, I'ma murk you, that's a promise Yeah, bitch, I promise Is you rolling? Bitch, I might be Keep the 40 tucked under the white tee Rude boy, I don't know why these hoes like me He making threats and I don't take that lightly, ayy Ride around with thangs, bitch, it's common Throwing up my gang like it's vomit Throwing up like vomit Ain't fucking with your gang, to be honest Catch you lacking, I'ma murk you, that's a promise Yeah, bitch, I promise Is you rolling? Bitch, I might be Keep the 40 tucked under the white tee Rude boy, I don't know why these hoes like me He making threats and I don't take that lightly, ayy Ride around with thangs, bitch, it's common Throwing up my gang like it's vomit Throwing up like vomit Ain't fucking with your gang, to be honest Catch you lacking, I'ma murk you, that's a promise Yeah, bitch, I promise But I don't need to pop my gun, I pop bottles I drop bands on niggas' heads and fuck models I don't fuck on my fans, that's your problem And they can't ride through my session, we gon' rob 'em Ay, I'm riding with a big ass TEC Fully on this bitch will get you wet Hit my money dance just to flex I only want the head, no sex I don't do the romance Baby, you can pull up your pants If I give this bitch a chance She might try to break my pockets for the rent Ride around with thangs, bitch, it's common Throwing up my gang like it's vomit Throwing up like vomit Ain't fucking with your gang, to be honest Catch you lacking, I'ma murk you, that's a promise Yeah, bitch, I promise Is you rolling? Bitch, I might be Keep the 40 tucked under the white tee Rude boy, I don't know why these hoes like me He making threats and I don't take that lightly, ayy Ride around with thangs, bitch, it's common Throwing up my gang like it's vomit Throwing up like vomit Ain't fucking with your gang, to be honest Catch you lacking, I'ma murk you, that's a promise Yeah, bitch, I promise Is you rolling? Bitch, I might be Keep the 40 tucked under the white tee Rude boy, I don't know why these hoes like me He making threats and I don't take that lightly, ayy
Writer(s): Lorenzo Armstrong, Alexandar Price Capoleon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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