| I just looked at my wrist, I got time today
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| Fuck it, I’m crossin' a line today
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| The hate be so real, the love be fake
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| Be bumpin' they gums and bumpin' my tape
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| Don’t go against me then ask from my help
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| Go get out your feelings and get it yourself
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| Might got the same shoes but you ain’t gon' stop (No)
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| The shit that you just put out, you could’ve kept, yep
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| She got a nigga, he gotta share (Why?)
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| You can’t compete when you can’t compare (Period)
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| She ate the dick through my underwear (Uh)
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| Got up and got ourself out of thre
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| I see they put me on mmes and thing
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| Don’t speak on my life without knowin' the real
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| Eight figures a year, what it cost me to live?
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| Don’t hold it, just say what you feel but
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| Watch your mouth 'fore I fly out your bitch (Where?)
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| To a place that she didn’t know exist (Gone)
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| Mediterranean, water my wrist (Bitch)
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| Keep it on piss how I’m talkin' my shit
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| Six-figure check for a show, man I’m lit (Lit)
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| Let’s celebrate now my bag legit (Go)
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| These niggas with me with whatever I’m with (Yeah)
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| They know who did it, got everybody hit, bitch (Brr)
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| I don’t like niggas, I don’t like bitches
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| I don’t like nobody (Nobody, Nobody)
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| We can get gangsta, we can keep it cordial
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| How you wanna go 'bout it? |
| (How you wanna do it?)
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| I don’t backtrack, man, fuck that, I don’t miss nobody (I don’t miss nothin')
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| Left it on seen, I ain’t write back, I don’t trust nobody (Yeah)
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| I just looked at my wrist, I got time today
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| Fuck it, I’m crossin' a line today
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| The bitches’ll cry, be lyin' to your face (Yeah)
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| Slickin' it up, gotta know how they play
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| If the money wasn’t straight, she wouldn’t be here today (Hahaha)
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| Any man, shorty know what to say
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| You ain’t me so it’s hard to relate (Look)
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| How much cash how I fuck up every day? |
| (Big Bagg)
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| Don’t play with me, baby, go play with your pussy
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| You see him in person these niggas be chirpy
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| A huncho it cost you a Quavo to move me
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| I’m worth it, the proof in the pudding
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| Surrounded by bitches (Gone)
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| I’m lookin' like but that ain’t my girlfriends, ha
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| When I’ma spin on your block, back to back when I finish it, look like the
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| world end
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| I ain’t ask for it, they give it to me
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| Niggas is false and they hands are free
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| He get caught in the middle, that’s bullseye
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| You got hit but we were targettin' he
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| Capital E,, a key
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| But my bitch pressure
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| I don’t like niggas, I don’t like bitches
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| I don’t like nobody (Nobody, Nobody)
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| We can get gangsta, we can keep it cordial
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| How you wanna go 'bout it? |
| (How you wanna do it?)
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| I don’t backtrack, man, fuck that, I don’t miss nobody (I don’t miss nothin')
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| Left it on seen, I ain’t write back, I don’t trust nobody (Yeah) |