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The less that you tell em The less that they know Know a couple oppa's in my city wish I was broke Look We used to eat Steak-umm Two slice of white and mayo The wire hanger gave us hope When grandma ain't have cable Cause Jay broke the antenna Expulsion and suspension My classmates used to tease me when I wore them soldier 6's I thought you was dawg and even helped you start a business That pussy had the nerve to even hand me a 360 Fast forward look at me I'm flyer than a hawk huh I get paid rap on beats She love the way I talk huh Funny when they play your shit we all start nodding off huh Momma used to crack the belt That turned me to a boss Who is that young nigga Do your thing playa' Who is that young nigga Do your thing playa' Who is that young nigga Do your thing playa' When we step up in the building Take the BullShit elsewhere All I spit is dope Bitch I got crack for sale All I spit is dope Bitch I got crack for sale All I spit is dope Bitch I got crack for sale All I spit is dope Bitch I got crack for sale Every time you come around my house Want you to understand My sisters are self-made So they don't even need a man Due Numbers my fitted tee I mixed that shit with boohooMAN Bitch I own The Bridge So it's gon' be hard to sue me man Everytime you come around you act like you the plug or sumn Keep posting on instagram the DA gon' see bout them guns Everybody laughin' bout it Got your bestfriend on the run Then they catch up to em I know one of yall start snitchin' huh Reppin what you ain't All these hoes fake White girl didn't know how to twerk 'til she got work done on her waist She gone pull up to the club and flip that ass to 60 k Now she bout to start a business sellin' weave to a make a play She gone pull up to the block she from and own some real estate She gone own a couple stocks, can't let that shit go in the bank Nah Who is that lil shawty Do your thing baby Who is that lil shawty Do your thing baby Who is that lil shawty Do your thing baby Ass tight weave tight can't forget your nails baby All I spit is dope bitch I got crack for sale It's for sale now All I spit is dope Bitch I got crack for sale All I spit is dope Bitch I got crack for sale All I spit is dope Bitch I got crack for sale It's for sale now It's for sale now It's for sale now It's for sale now It's for sale now It's for sale now It's for sale now It's for sale now So you see There's just type certain shit where niggas like Might not understand But they gone feel me We gonna open up schools and give back to foundations in our community with this shit Tr3
Writer(s): Ellis Taylor Lll Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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