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(Yeah, uh) It's just me, myself and I Don't need no niggas 'round me, fuck no Bitch, I keep .9, my shawty tellin' me I'm cutthroat Ammo like the navy, stick talk, boy, we got truckloads And you ain't hit no stain Want to know how I know? You ain't even touch bro! I got dead stock cocaine whites, they turn to red-bottoms Feds watchin', nigga schemin', plottin', put the tec on 'em 2 door coupe fly down the e-way, put the jets on 'em Broke boy, no paper, I bossed up, watch how I flex on 'em Shawty popped a percywerky, now she vibin', take a sip Go to the back, now shawty twerkin', she just lit herself a spliff But she the type to do ya' dirty, you can miss me with that shit But I been coolin', vibin', smokin', if it's smoke, I'm with the shits Straight out the Carolina's, brother a killer, the glock beside 'em Coupe right behind ya', shoot the window, them bullets flyin' Said he gettin' money, frontin', he lyin', somebody fry 'em I'ma grab the .47, I send that boy to the Messiah Ok, cool She said, "Dior, you're a fool" Bitch, they know I keep a tool (I might stretch some) See 'em on the breaking news Tell me what your geekin' for Oh, they sleepin', huh? I know she teethin', but fuck it, I guess I needed it (Yeah) Canary yellow like I set it down on and pee'd on it (Yeah) Gang caught a homi, I'm raisin' hell 'til they freein' 'em (Yeah) (Skrt) I hope we don't crash, nigga Who survived the storm? Me, leave you in the past, nigga Who just rolled this shit? Oh, fuck no, bitch, I cannot gas with ya' Niggas bite the hand that fed 'em, that's why I don't dap niggas Just ask 'em how I did it, wasn't no flockin', feel like Yak, nigga Push me to my limit, 'fore u start hatin', check my stats, nigga Tell 'em I ain't talkin' if he ain't even bring no cash with 'em Talk tough, let this mac hit 'em Boy, ain't shit funny, why you laughin' with 'em? Ok, cool She said, "Dior, you're a fool" Bitch, they know I keep a tool (I might stretch some) See 'em on the breaking news (Bitch) Ok, cool She said, "Dior, you're a fool" Bitch, they know I keep a tool (I might stretch some) See 'em on the breaking news
Writer(s): Anthony C. Goddard, Michael Sinclair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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