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It's Trissie
Hey, Jules, is this you, by the way?
Hey, ass fake, but her back is real
Feel like A&E ain't shit, 'cause she ain't had him
Real ****, she don't even really know how that feels
She ain't even know that it got that real
Left her **** soon as she met me and then went back still
Told her, baby, that's that Adderall that **** had built
Real ****, she don't even really know how that feels
She ain't even know that it got that real
Hey, turn around and let me see if it's still there
Oh, bitch, blowin' me up, act like I still care
Different bitch, same bullshit, feel like I've been here
Hella long, already hung up the phone
She's like, you still there?
Hello bitch
Ay, get off my phone, bitch
Make any excuse to do some fact shit with me, punk
And I backtrack and keep runnin' out of time
Can't let it go to waste
I don't fuck every time
Had to go throw the whole hallway forever
Squeezin' still forever, geekin' **** know, though
Shoot a gang, came up with the rule
**** free, JoJo
Home flex, woes
I never post or take no photos
Bitch, report this car on me
Right now, I'm in a stella
Ay, I just fired
That ain't hoe I got right now
I've been stripped by my Mom
Make more dough than any hoe you met
Ain't that consistently
But, man, I gotta show respect
Lovin' one of them ballin' ass trick ****
Come and throw a check
Ay, ass fake, but her back real
Feel like A&E ain't shit, 'cause she ain't had him
Real ****, she don't even really know how that feels
She ain't even know that it got that real
Left her **** as soon as she met me, and they went back still
Told her baby that's that Adderall, that **** Advil
Real ****, she don't even really know how that feels
She ain't even know that it got that real
Ain't no cap in her trap
She gon' get it back
Let him caregiver
Tristie, you can't get it back
Crazy **** runnin' off on hoes
Nowadays, these **** cat
I'ma get it all until she faggin'
She gon' leave like that
Knock me for the bitch
Make sure she ain't sendin' a bag still
Can you take this if the police bark?
Baby, make that real
She gon' wipe me down while I'm drivin'
Don't let that spill
Bitch gon' make a **** crash
This might be your last meal
Ay, I'm a gangster, I got power
I can't slow dance
I got more than these things
Don't show bands
Flow bands
Like with BMF, this shit goes fast
No bands
**** make it look good with they broke ass
Don't do no man pressure
Stuff my pockets with what fit in it
Clutchin' on this Paul
**** ain't ready, you unzip this shit
Bitch better not ever be out the pocket
I'ma trip again
Fuck that brother shit
Bitch ain't allowed to have no **** friends
Ay, ass fake, but her bag real
Feel like ain't **** ain't shit 'cause she ain't had him
Real ****
She don't even really know how that feels
She ain't even know that it got that real
Left her **** soon as she met me, and they went back still
Told her baby this, that, or all
This is that Adderall, that **** Advil
Real ****, she don't even really know how that feels
She ain't even know that it got that real
Written by: CELLY RU
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