| I’m that nigga with your rent with them bank loans
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| I’m that nigga that they always throwing shade on
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| Just for lookin' at me wrong, get your brain gone
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| I’m that nigga sending shots where your brain go
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| Lot of niggas wish that he would, I’m that nigga that will
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| Slide where a nigga live, sending shots at will
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| All these motherfucking chains, gotta keep that steel
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| All these motherfucking hoes, they just want my wealth
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| That’s why I need a baby that’s down
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| Aw baby, don’t make no sound
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| When I go deep, slow down
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| Aw baby, I just want to go rounds
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| That nigga you been waiting on, yeah
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| I’m that nigga you been waiting on
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| I’m that nigga you been waiting on
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| I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga you been waiting on, yeah
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| Baby keep it real with me
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| It ain’t safe without the tote so that steel with me
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| Baby come build with me
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| Lil baby come build with me
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| Say my name and got popped, I ain’t heard about it
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| Once it’s over we forget, don’t say a word about it
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| How it’s funk but you be acting like a nerd about it
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| Niggas sneak dissing on the net, we gon' body shot him |
| Headshot, baby make the bed rock
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| Then I go deep from the side, make your legs lock
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| Niggas talk crazy, leave 'em twisted like a dreadlock
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| Dissin' OTM the type of shit to get your mans popped
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| All this motherfuckin' ice on me
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| All these fuckin' Christmas lights on me
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| VVS shine bright on you
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| Ten bands for the name and I put that on you
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| Young wild nigga and I’m ruthless baby
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| I been runnin' up them checks, I really do this baby
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| And this dick so good it really drive you crazy
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| And you can have all my time, I don’t mind it baby
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| I’m that nigga got you drippin', got you shining baby
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| And the bitches they be hating but don’t mind it baby
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| Groupie bitches taking pictures, I don’t mind 'em baby
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| I been stuck up in the field, I’m a grinder baby
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| Why these niggas hatin' on me, I don’t know that answer
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| Sending shots at main acts and y’all back up dancers
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| On the net wildin' out, I hope you got that cannon
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| You be singing like me nigga but you don’t got that canon
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| I’m a Balmain wearer, I don’t fuck with blue jeans really |
| All that AA will get you popped 'til you can’t breathe clearly
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| Niggas be on Twitter, in DM’s coppin' pleas really
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| We was up in Vegas, had you shook, you couldn’t think clearly
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| Sometimes I ask the lord, God what’s wrong with niggas?
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| In they feelings, I don’t want to do no songs with niggas
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| All that wave riding turn you to a goner nigga
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| Say my name and we gon' turn you to a donor nigga
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| I’m that nigga with your rent with them bank loans
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| I’m that nigga that they always throwing shade on
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| Just for lookin' at me wrong, get your brain gone
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| I’m that nigga sending shots where your brain go
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| Lot of niggas wish that he would, I’m that nigga that will
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| Slide where a nigga live, sending shots at will
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| All these motherfucking chains, gotta keep that steel
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| All these motherfucking hoes, they just want my wealth
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| That’s why I need a baby that’s down
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| Aw baby, don’t make no sound
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| When I go deep, slow down
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| Aw baby, I just want to go rounds
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| That nigga you been waiting on, yeah
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| I’m that nigga you been waiting on |
| I’m that nigga you been waiting on
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| I’m that nigga, I’m that nigga you been waiting on, yeah |