| All my niggas some junkies, they keep that bread on 'em dawg
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| Yo lil ho is a monkey, she got a head on her, dawg
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| Caught a flight outta London, I can’t see nothin' but stars
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| It don’t fuck with my conscious I serve my auntie that raw
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| Fell asleep at the gamblin' house with that heater right on me
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| And I got me some stripes like I keep Adidas on me
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| And I don’t believe hype, all my soda get spiked
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| I shake the Codeine and Sprite cause that’s just the way of life
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| I’m a monster on these hoes, I’mma monster
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| I can’t be scared of none you niggas, ya’ll some snitches
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| I got some girls that claim they straight but now they kissin'
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| These bitches switchin', tryna get my dick a hickey
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| I’m a monster on these hoes, I’mma monster
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| I can’t be scared of none you niggas, ya’ll some snitches
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| I got some girls that claim they straight but now they kissin'
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| These bitches switchin', tryna get my dick a hickey
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| And I say fuck all the rules, I’d rather fuck your baby momma
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| And I say bring all your tools cause I’m ready for that drama
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| And I know I’m a young gunner ain’t worried about karma
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| And I’m just livin' my life and I’mma get me some money
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| I’m young Freddie Kruger, I promote prostitution
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| These niggas come up snoozin' cause they ladies out here choosin'
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| I know your dog hoes back in style
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| These hoes’ll smash up on your niggas and be very proud
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| Wow
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| I don’t be trustin' these hoes, I just be smashin' these hoes
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| I’m gone pull up on these hoes
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| Young nigga trappin out the ghost
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| Choppin' like Kung Fu
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| Used to wanna fuck 2 now I wanna fuck the crew
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| Got bad bitches in the rear
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| Me and young Metro trappin out lear
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| The fresh new gear made a bitch disappear
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| A fresh pack of mollies make the bitch go to work
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| The lean in the kush make the pussy squirt
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| Motherfucker thought she came home from church
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| Some real good make a nigga call back
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| Chasin' that cheese yeen ain’t nothin' but a rat
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| Free band gang, nigga pull up on a flex
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| Bitch got knocked, naw bitch got whacked
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| I’m talkin bout murkin' that pussy like blaat!
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| I don’t be trustin' these hoes, I just be smashin' these hoes
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| I don’t be trustin' these hoes, I just be smashin' these hoes
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| I don’t be trustin' these hoes, I just be smashin' these hoes
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| I don’t be trustin' these hoes, I just be smashin' these hoes
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| I’m gon' pull up on these hoes
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| Young nigga told me not to ghost |