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Takyla Burnett
Takyla Burnett
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Call me, beep me if you want to reach me
What's the 411?
Bitches wanna copy, but it's sloppy; it ain't a good look
If you got an issue grab some tissues; I'm not solving nun
**** do this shit like it's a job, I do this shit for fun
Call me, beep me if you want to reach me
Do not waste my time
Bitches wanna copy, but they sloppy; bust that to a dime
If you got an issue grab some tissues, bitch I'm not your slime
**** do this shit like it's a job but I don't see a dime
If you not my ****, don't ask for shit
Treat it like a privilege ain't no savoring that Chick-O Stick
Pull up to a function, make a scene when we start banging sticks
I do not go out, so when you see me don't start taking pics
Bitches copy me, I do not fuck with the crowding
Block that man, he simping in his room I call him and mind him
They praying on my downfall, just know they steady be plotting
**** suck all hard and don't know why they just be so rotten
If you tryna blow
Do not hit my phone
'Cause I'm not your hoe
Please just leave me 'lone
Boy I gotta go
See the way I glow
Think I'm 'bout to go
I don't think you know
Call me, beep me if you want to reach me
What's the 411?
Bitches wanna copy, but it's sloppy; it ain't a good look
If you got an issue grab some tissues; I'm not solving nun
**** do this shit like it's a job, I do this shit for fun
Call me, beep me if you want to reach me
Do not waste my time
Bitches wanna copy, but they sloppy; bust that to a dime
If you got an issue grab some tissues, bitch I'm not your slime
**** do this shit like it's a job but I don't see a dime
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Yeah, Yeah, Yuh
Pop-out, Pop-out Pop-out Pop-out
Written by: Takyla Burnett
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