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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sethii Shmactt
Sethii Shmactt
Performer
E. Corleone
E. Corleone
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
MemoTheMafioso
MemoTheMafioso
Composer
E. Corleone
E. Corleone
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luewaddup
Luewaddup
Producer

Lyrics

Why you talking like you with it boy I know that you a phony You claiming that you real then you gonna have to show me Never been a bitch and I put that on my homies And I've been about my shit ain't nobody ever hold me I remember I was making plays by my lonely When I was just a youngin trynna ball like I'm Kobe You was in the stance I was really throwing OT Big Brodie keep a 40 like he dicted to the hobbie I was making plays but I keep that shit low key I don't take a loss if you lane switch on me You can talk shit but main bitch blow me And I know I make you mad that your main bitch know me I ain't with that games boy you know that I don't play those Acting hella hard but he soft like play doh I be sipping lean you be sipping on that k rout I'm a Motherfucking Mac 30 hoes like say so Hey who you fooling why you laugh for You ain't never heard of chops seen like a hano If you sneak dissing on the mop you get fired on Make that bitch ring like a motherfucking iPhone Hey Bitch where your mans at probably Somewhere hidden cuz we winning they can't stand that Nigga and I got yo bitch bringing chicken in Imma cut throat you niggas sweet like cinnamon Bitch I can fuck you and your best friend Hit it from the back she said damn like Kendrick All my niggas slime I ain't talking about electric Big Glock niggas shit can get hectic Hey fuck a bitch like I'm a merry guac I can't trust shit this hoes tell like the marry ack Do it lack fuck no bitch we carry glocks Gas pack magic in the whip call it Harry pop And is M.O.S.E.G Hitting big stain fat woods loving merry gane bitch I'm rig gane Young thug like that nigga from the rich gang Strip season leave a nigga with some shit stains bitch Real mop nigga all black to the Peral And I don't do that talking pussy come talk to the mail All my niggas ain't for nothing we bout it for real So let a nigga disrespect and he binding a deal That nigga bucks about to cut bitch you better be back Cuz if he creeping on yo ass then you know is a rack They all talk pussy niggas be focused on rap We ride and mop with all them sticks really up in them stacks I heard yo nigga turned snitch what a fucking disgrace Got me an even better reason to get niggas some rest I got niggas that'll get you going without leaving a trace Watch what you say and speak on the mic is the biggest mistake I like how niggas love to talk but they saying they thangs You come to flexing over here and we snatching yo chain We come to peal a nigga back if he fucking with gang We call of duty niggas blocks if they think is a game I got some killers from the bain and them niggas gon made me I got some migos and then locos them niggas go brazy In the week we know how to get niggas the blues So disrespect one and yo mama crying on the news
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