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歌词
Uh, uh, uh
**** try to count me out (count me out)
**** I'm still in this shit, I'm poppin', fuck you talkin' bout (talkin' bout)
I can run over over 50k, ho that's a large amount (over fifty thousand)
**** I'm gettin' paid
Never trippin' 'bout these bitches, all these hoes gettin' laid
I been runnin' up my dollars, shit all my hoes be slayed (slayed)
Finna get a brand new car, man all these **** they be fake
Yeah, I'll take that lil' bitch out to eat, the only thing she eat is steak
Lil' bitch I only fucked you once, she ain't got no right to call me baby
Pulled a dick up out of that takeout, cut a nut out of her face
When I'm out the purse, she call me a jerk, that ho smoke on the vape
I don't gotta shoot, just say I'm sick, do fuck, but run me my fade
****, they be mad at me, goddamn, I don't understand it, ****
I'm gon' crash the one he put sad, ****, I almost had to blame a ****
Mad about that green hill, 'cause you got caught on a cam, damn
Take that fuck **** J4 and now I WWE slam a ****
**** try to count me out (count me out)
**** I'm still in this shit, I'm poppin', fuck you talkin' bout (talkin' bout)
I can run over over 50k, ho that's a large amount (over fifty thousand)
**** I'm gettin' paid
Never trippin' 'bout these bitches, all these hoes gettin' laid
I been runnin' up my dollars, shit all my hoes be slayed (slayed)
Finna get a brand new car, man all these **** they be fake
Yeah, take that lil' bitch out to eat
The only thing she eat is steak
Thuggin' in my J's, can't let no new **** ride me
Shit, that's how you catch a case
I done ran them racks so fast, everybody tryna see what I'm gon' do
Young and trained, I'm from Atlanta
Shit, you might catch me with your boots
So tired of hearin' these **** rap 'bout shit
Know damn well it ain't gon' do
Half of them **** don't like me
I used to be cool with'em, hot off a show, they don't shoot
My bad bitch keep tryna come see me
I'm fuckin' her eyes, them Rico in boots
K-5 died for me and my girl broke up, I was hurt 'bout just them two
I never strike but I ride me a couple of **** for y'all
Know what I'm gon' do
**** ain't bleedin' like I bleed
My heart's too real, don't know what to do
I done been hurt before
Why the hell you bring me up
Knowing your bro got put on a shirt before
I'm involved in shit, I can't speak on it all
Guess I won't never know
**** try to count me out (count me out)
**** I'm still in this shit, I'm poppin', fuck you talkin' bout (talkin' bout)
I can run over over 50k, ho that's a large amount (fifty thousand)
**** I'm gettin' paid
Never trippin' 'bout these bitches, all these hoes gettin' laid
I been runnin' up my dollars, shit all my hoes be slayed (come on)
Finna get a brand new car, man all these **** they be fake
Y'all take that lil' bitch out to eat, the only thing she eat is steak
Written by: YKSPIFFY

