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Ayy, ayy, Unghetto, Unghetto Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (honorable CNOTE) Ayy, ayy, oh-oh-oh Ayy, urgh Hi, lil' bitch how are you? My name Unghetto but just call me blue When you get up, they gon' hate on you (yeah) Top of the list and I ain't number two Pay me in cash, I like it in two's If you got pressure, ya know what to do Yo' pistol go pew, this choppa go, doo-doo-doo-doo Now, the beef we had is through Some call me ugly, some call me cute But yo' girl won't stop callin' I know what to do (prr) I might just block her, put her on mute After I hit that and give her the boot "Baby, where you been?" In the stu' "Can you be my friend?" That's a no "But where do we stand?" On the floor "So this is the end?" I don't know She feel connected, Bluetooth Oh, you hate me? I hate you too I like my bitch chocolate like a Yahoo Could buy a crib, what I made off of YouTube You a lick, could've had my boy shoot you She want the gang, choo-choo Life what you make it, it's whatever suits you You hit my bitch then I gotta salute you Look at my life, uh, I love it I'm gettin' paper, damn, who knew? Old ass money, mix it with the new new Bad lil' ting, I think her name was Nunu Got some guys on my team down to ride (yeah) Hit her once and then I leave by the night (and I'm like) I got a new whip no note, (ski) man, I was just lonely Now they on my ass, (yeah) they swear they know me And I was just broke, no joke I ain't have shit on me Now that's in the past, I ball like Kobe Got the power, I feel like I'm Ghost You can be normal bitch I'm on some goat shit I ain't talkin' 'bout no social media Pic when I say that, all my niggas posted What's the move? We all in the city I love pretty women, they all wanna hit me I'm niggas big brother, I feel like I'm Spencer, but I'm goin' viral like Carly and Gibbie Haters in my comments all feelin' shitty How niggas don't know me but I hit a milly? I'm on my king flow shoutout to Milli I won't stop drivin' 'til I'm parking a Bentley I be so lit they think I'm off a addy That's just the result of bein' hella happy (yeah) I ain't gon' lie I'ma keep it stacky Somebody tell Skai Jackson she a baddie (uh) Bitches don't dance, but I make 'em go, "Woah" Shorty give me head like a mini Go-Pro These niggas be green like mojo jojo I'm livin' my dream, I was on the floor poor Choppa make him dance like he got a TikTok Rollie on my wristwatch, it don't even tick-tock (rrah) 'Fore you get found, you should really get lost I became a big boss I'm ballin' like Chris Bosh, urgh I got a new whip no note (ski), man, I was just lonely Now they on my ass, (yeah) they swear they know me (oh, yeah) And I was just broke, no joke I ain't have shit on me Now that's in the past, I ball like Kobe (ball) I got a new whip no note, (ski) man, I was just lonely Now they on my ass, (yeah) they swear they know me And I was just broke, no joke I ain't have shit on me Now that's in the past, I ball like Kobe (ball)
Writer(s): Carlton D. Mays Jr., Carlton Mays Jr., Gianfranco Randone, Massimo Gabutti, Mathieu Muyumba, Maurizio Lobina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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