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Jaylar Abram
Jaylar Abram
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BucksClan runnin' shit, you better read about it (better read about it) She on Twitter talkin' nasty, I'ma see about it (baby E made this beat, I'ma see about it) Yeah, them bitches cost a lot if my feet around 'em (cost a lot) I don't get along with lames, I can't be around 'em (I don't be around 'em) In the club, all these bitches, yeah, you see 'em 'round me (yeah, you see 'em 'round me) Pullin' up double-R, it's like three around us (double-R) Hoes blowing up my line, I'm like, "Who is this?" (Who is this?) My bitch goin' through my phone like, "How true is this?" (What?) Been that nigga, but this rap shit, I'm new to this (yeah, I'm new to this) I'm on the East with my nigga, yeah, we coolin' it (I'm on the East) I can't do no free shit, I can't fool with it (I can't fool with it) Give a bitch to my brother, yeah, I'm cool with it (yeah, I'm cool with it) Tryna shoot with a dice, watch me seven on 'em (watch me seven) On these rap niggas' ass, yeah, I crept up on 'em (yeah, I crept up) Crushin' snakes in Balencis, yeah, I'm steppin' on 'em (yeah, I'm steppin' on 'em) Yesterday, I had them Louboutins with the leopard on 'em (with the leopard on 'em) Skinny nigga, do it big, I be flexin' on 'em (I be flexin' on 'em) I need all flavours, yeah, I'm on Western on 'em (I'm on Western on 'em) Laid up with two dimes, yeah, I'm restin' on 'em (yeah, I'm restin' on 'em) My niggas came to have fun, but got weapons on 'em (big guns) Skinny nigga, do it big, I be flexin' on 'em I need all flavours, yeah, I'm on Western on 'em Laid up with two dimes, yeah, I'm restin' on 'em My niggas came to have fun, but got weapons on 'em I let her hang, now she tryna use the lingo (lingo) Got a problem with us? Nigga, I ain't think so (I ain't think so) When the bullets start flyin', better get low (better get low) Bitch, I feel like Future, all these freak hoes (bitches) Pricy nigga, I ain't fuckin' with no cheap hoes (hell nah) Got a nigga, but she still let me beat, though In the hills, she keep showin' me her new thong (new thong) Let me fuck her all on camera, that's her theme song (that's her theme song) I be walkin' 'round this bitch like I'm King Kong (I'm that nigga) See us walking in the club, you tryna tag along (the fuck?) Bougie hoes with attitudes, I can handle those (on God) Louis wrapped around her head, Gucci sandals on (gucci sandals on) She keep tryna set the mood, throw the candles on (candles on) She so sloppy with the head, where your manners go? (Goddamn) Told her she my bitch, but I ain't finna post (hell nah) Callin' plays, talkin' shit like I'm Famous Los Skinny nigga, do it big, I be flexin' on 'em I need all flavours, yeah, I'm on Western on 'em Laid up with two dimes, yeah, I'm restin' on 'em My niggas came to have fun, but got weapons on 'em Skinny nigga, do it big, I be flexin' on 'em I need all flavours, yeah, I'm on Western on 'em Laid up with two dimes, yeah, I'm restin' on 'em My niggas came to have fun, but got weapons on 'em
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