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Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
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(BandPlay) Yeah Real nigga, can't switch, you know what I bang, bitch (bah) You know how I'm comin', yeah (yeah), you know how I came, bitch (skrrt) Yeah, lane switch, uh, big ol' body whips Bitch, I came from nothin', used to walk before we heard of Lyfts, uh Now I got that grip (grip), yeah, bitch, I got that grip I was taught to hustle (yeah, yeah, yeah), nigga, never ever ask for shit (shit) But now I got that shit (shit), yeah, bitch I'm the shit (yeah, yeah) These lil' niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit, ain't even richer than my bitch (my bitch) (ha) No (uh-huh) Diamonds came with no floss (bling), choppas on us, stay large And I'm goin' against all odds (yeah, yeah, yeah) Bitch, I was born to ball (swish), shit, I don't know about y'all (about y'all) Yeah, I just played my cards (my cards), I just hustle hard (hard), yeah Ayy, diamonds came with no floss, choppas on us, stay large And I'm goin' against all odds (yeah) Bitch, I was born to ball (swish), shit, I don't know about y'all (about y'all), yeah I just played my cards (yeah), uh, I just hustle hard (yeah-yeah-yeah) Yeah (yeah) You know I'm 'bout my dough (my dough) No, I can't trust no hoe (no hoe) No, I can't go, won't go (can't go, won't go, can't go, won't go), yeah You know I'm 'bout my dough (my dough) No, I can't trust no hoe (no hoe) No, I can't go, won't go (can't go, won't go, can't go, won't go), uh-huh No, I won't go for shit (shit) These niggas pop their gums (gums), and I just pop my shit (I pop it) That lil' shit on your neck (what?), I spent that on my wrist (yeah) Got two cars with no ceilings (skrrt), I'm too heartless, yeah, no feelings Yeah, I just hopped in my McLaren and I popped a wheelie (skrrt) I copped the C8 way too early, and they hated it (yeah) These niggas hated it (yeah) Yeah, these niggas hate on me (on me) (what?) But speakin' of my seat, and I might give away that shit Yeah, I'm a real nigga, can't switch, you know what I bang, bitch (glizzock) You know how I'm comin', yeah (yeah, yeah), you know how I came, bitch (skrrt) Yeah, lane switch, uh, big ol' body whips Bitch, I came from nothin', used to walk before we heard of Lyfts, uh Now I got that grip, yeah (grip), bitch, I got that grip (yeah, yeah, yeah) I was taught to hustle (yeah), nigga, never ever ask for shit (for shit, nigga) But now I got that shit (that shit) (I got it), yeah, bitch I'm the shit (yeah) These lil' niggas ain't talkin' 'bout shit, ain't even richer than my bitch (ha) Nigga, fuck you talkin' 'bout? Yeah Bah, bah, bah
Writer(s): Markeyvius Cathey, Krishon O'brien Gaines Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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