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(oh yeah)

No, they can't do like you bae
My shit green just like 2k, uh
I need you today, so get out your mood right
Tryna pour up, give me 2.8
I pop perc and i move right, yeah
Shawty fuck up my mood, oh yeah
Backdoor we go through that, yeah
Twin got hella bands right here
She tryn' fuck inna moonlight, yeah
But remember you don't move right, yeah
Never ever put the tool down, yeah
But i'm really tryna do right, yeah
Ain't no kung fu, nigga you die
My bitch come through, get a mean pie

Oh ya, I don't need no award
I-I been going to war
P-Plug send the zip like a RAR
Hopout, we flipping that car
Hopout, you go to the stars
Most of these niggas, they larp
And this .45, it don't bark
Fuck yo whole shit, this my part

This ho dumb thick, call it art
And outside dumb brick, keep my spark
Watch me move up, peep the chart
My bitch bad to the bone, like Bart
Your bitch ain't bad, she a fart
And I'm glad cause' twin got the cart
I just geek up, do my part
Love my ho, cause' she give me heart

You get blammed
I'm with her Cat like Sam
I got a new phone, need me a sim
My ho love saying I'm him
Free Bamo right out that slam
Don't need no KK, pushup right there
Twin might just slime him, put it on cam
I ain't need no boot camp

Uh, yeah
And you say that I fucked up (Yuh)
Dumb little hoe, shut the fuck up (Yeah)
(Uh) You keep testing your luck, yeah (Eughh)
Can't say that I give a fuck, yuh
I-I-I wake up, get my bucks up
Do too much, you get cut yeah
Smoking up pot in the hut (Yeah)
Got too much shit on my body, get fucked up

Fuckin' your hoe
Yeah, you get cucked up
Lil bitch tryn' sip out my cup yeah (Cup, yeah)
Take her back, fuck her guts up (Oou)
Brodie tweak when he see that moon
She tryn' fuck inna moonlight, yeah
But remember you don't move right, yeah
Never ever put the tool down, yeah
But i'm really tryna do right, yeah
Ain't no kung fu, nigga you die
My bitch come through, get a mean pie

Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah

No, they can't do like you bae
My shit green just like 2k, uh
I need you today, I need you today

I SEE WHAT U SAYIN

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[lyrics]

(aye, when will niggas get like this?)

i jus-, i just realized i can't trust no bitch
okay baby put sumn in my soda, aye like slime yo ho go
i ain't got tat on neck but i'm finna do my photo
i done told my bro i was back
d-don't do my brudda like that

lil ho speaking french yeah like come into my land
y-you sit onnat bench yeah, bitch i'm tryn get them bands
b-bitch where yo man?
my twin like dirty d-, dan
i don't want no hand cause niggas throw they mans
the blood won't come off hand, do pushups wit my tan
like girl you got me damned
i can't even see right here

go fuck da hoe, i care
niggas on that shit right here
b-baby i'ma die right here
ain't nobody wipe my tears
i-i ain't gon stress over this bitch right here (bitch right here)
ain't nobody see the world like me, that's my fear
they put drugs onna bro, girl i know i fucked up though
they put drugs onna bro, girl i know i fucked up though

i-i jus-, i-i jus, i-
r-r-realized i can't trust no bitch
o-o-okay baby put sumn in my soda, put sumn in my-
prada, prada, bitch want benihana
dis a real roadrunna, ugh
we tryn kick it out the crib for the summer
m-my girl throw a fit if a bitch want number
i put drank in the ice cup before my slumber
i'm tryn hit bank, no sun in sky (ugh)
fn check, i think my muddy next
bloody tech, yeah told twin tell me what's next
yeah, i'm tryn step on necks but i can't feel my chest

i ain't got tat on neck but i'm finna do my photo
i done told my bro i was back
d-don't do my brudda like that
lil ho speaking french yeah like come into my land
y-you sit onnat bench yeah, bitch i'm tryn get them bands

(i'm tryn spark this hoe, yeah)
(war, war, war, yeah)
(doo doo doo, war yeah)
(nigga want some war, yuh)

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