| Run up wrong let’s see what’s gone happen
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| One on One, Fuck that get to clapping
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| Ion fuck with these niggas, not dapping
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| I ain’t walking in if I can’t bring my strap in
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| Bitch I feel like Osama Bin Laden, In the coupe driving fast might crash it
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| I’m pouring my feelings all out on this beat, after this I’m back to trapping
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| Rari it go fast, zoom
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| Hellcat make these niggas move
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| Big .45 gone clear the room
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| Clip look like a fuckin' broom
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| I did what I was supposed to do
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| I ain’t really have nun to do
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| A broken bond from being used
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| Woke up and I was missing you
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| I wrote this cause you hurt me, That’s something that I can’t refuse
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| I tote Glocks and he tote tools, why you want that other dude
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| I’m like a dadly sin, Fuck with me you gon' repent
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| Up that fuckin' choppa, If thy playing defense
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| I introduced you to my mom, I brought you in my room
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| Can we still do all the things that we we’re supposed to do
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| My mama ask me why do I keep chasing you
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| I guess I hate thought of seeing you with another dude
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| Run up wrong let’s see what’s gone happen |
| One on One, Fuck that get to clapping
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| Ion fuck with these niggas, not dapping
|
| I ain’t walking in if I can’t bring my strap in
|
| Bitch I feel like Osama Bin Laden, In the coupe driving fast might crash it
|
| I’m pouring my feelings all out on this beat, after this I’m back to trapping
|
| Rari it go fast, zoom
|
| Hellcat make these niggas move
|
| Big .45 gone clear the room
|
| Clip look like a fuckin' broom
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| I did what I was supposed to do
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| I ain’t really have nun to do
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| A broken bond from being used
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| Woke up and I was missing you |