| Ayy
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| Cash
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| Ayy, how you banging back there?
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| (Say it, I’m in the studio right now, tell 'em what it is)
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| Yeah, yeah, oh, oh
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| Slime, yeah, slime
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| I’m 'a say I’m sorry for all of the shit that I had did
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| And I’m thankful for that shit that you had done while we was kids
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| Been puttin' my soul up in this music and I’m hopin' that you hear
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| I’m steady screamin' 4KTrey, I’m tryna split a nigga wig
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| All these bitches tellin' lies
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| But if you know me, don’t think twice
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| Instead of doin' what’s wrong, lil' bitch, you do what’s right
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| I feel like fuck living disguise
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| I showed my wrong, don’t have my right
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| You saw me down, you tryna show off for the hype
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| (Don't do that lame ass shit)
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| I fuck with you, but you don’t fuck with me
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| But somehow we still find a way to text each other 'fore we go to sleep
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| I don’t know shit about no Jodeci
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| But you gon' suck me to his music while I sit back thinkin', smoke my weed
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| These killers 'round me, they look up to me
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| I got them bodies, I won’t say no names, I hope it don’t catch up to me
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| You really mad that you can’t fuck with me
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| You x’d me out, you ain’t have to fuck with me
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| Nigga, why you came to fuck with me?
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| Told you that I’d do anything for you
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| I just don’t know what they want
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| And I wasn’t frontin' when I told you I love you
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| Girl, you the only one that I want
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| These niggas be cappin'
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| We pull up slangin' that static
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| Don’t do no talkin', have your shit together when we come
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| I got too many brothers that done died by the gun
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| I murder from the heart, so you can say what you want
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| They say she fuck with that nigga, I wish I caught her
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| Smokin' on this Cherry Pie, fuckin' your favorite athlete daughter
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| They say that nigga that been trippin', put that bitch in order
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| I just came through swervin', nigga, in a Hellcat Charger
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| Jigga was swervin' behind me, turn up in a Benz
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| Studio session, go in
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| Tell them lil' niggas I said for them not to walk in
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| Off with the Glock, let off 10
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| Poppin' them bottles of lean with Instagram models
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| Staring at the Drury Inn
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| I know she don’t drink, she said that she drink, I let her just sip what she can
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| I say, «Lil' Ben, you hear them talkin',"He say, «Uh-uh.»
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| I hit the gas and then we turn up on they ass
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| Ran up my money, and they hear it when I talk now
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| Them bitches know it’s over with they in my past
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| 'Cause you left ice on my heart
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| And I could say that ho wasn’t wrong, you wasn’t right from the start
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| I wish you could exchange my time for that watch that I bought
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| Really was tryna make you mine, and I don’t know what I had thought
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| Told you that I’d do anything for you, I just don’t know what they want
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| And I wasn’t frontin' when I told you I love you
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| Girl, you the only one that I want
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| These niggas be cappin'
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| We pull up slangin' that static
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| Don’t do no talkin', have your shit together when we come
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| I got too many brothers that done died by the gun
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| I murder from the heart, so you can say what you want |