| Yeah
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| Let’s get it poppin' like the pills inside my bitch’s spouse
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| I do not coincide with fuck niggas talkin' out the mouth
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| In a Range Rover, parked with a bitch
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| And she give esophagus again, I’m smoking a spliff, shit
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| Lotta niggas really starting to talk
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| And boy, I’m really 'bout the action, so no talking involved
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| I pull up with a whole clip, just to shoot up your bitch
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| Niggas know I leave they shit bloody
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| Like a hemorrhoid or period piss
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| I don’t condone my existence
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| The only reason I exist is just to bone all the bitches
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| Coexisting ass niggas, boy, they don’t even get it
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| I’m finna light this bitch up like white families and Christmas, shit
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| Boy, he at it again
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| I still ask why my friends told me pick up a pen
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| This the worst they could’ve did to me, I’m cocky as shit
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| Lightskin pretty nigga come to fuck on your bitch
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| Niggas wanna talk but I’m not even with it
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| Give a pussy boy a chance and he just not gone admit it
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| Catch me wearing all black when the windows is tinted
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| Niggas finna hit it off, we the new New Edition, shit
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| So let’s take 'em to the back of the bus
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| Finger fucking white women when the ante is up
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| Pop an adderall to focus, yeah
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| Your bitch wanna fuck me, yeah
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| She all in my DM, yeah
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| She swallow my semen, yeah
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| Now she is my peon, yeah
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| She even let me pee on, yeah
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| She touching my penis, yeah
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| Fuck her 'til she bleeding, yeah, oh
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| All eyes on the kid
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| 16 with a blade, put an end to his kids
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| Bullet holes in every section of his spouse and his limbs
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| If a nigga talkin' smack up out the side of his lips
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| His bitch give neck in the charger while I’m dodging the Benz
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| Pop her little friend a xan and now they literal twins
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| How many skinny white bitches can I fit in the club?
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| Lil' lightskin shawty got her nut on my rug
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| Bitch getting even wetter when I’m sipping a jug
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| I don’t need a fucking plug, now watch me pour up the suds, nigga
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| Lay me down to sleep
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| Lay some ketamine in my head
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| There ain’t no place I’d rather be
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| Layin' on the streets, but I’m myself, I’m alive
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| Lay me out, I’m coughing
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| Place me above the so I bleed a little bit
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| But I, I wish I was wrong |