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Jack Rose Morton
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Woah, woah, woah
Uh, If I catch you hating you know it's gon be on sight
Pull up with a blicky I know you gon be a fright
We shoot you down yea bitch choppas in the night
Pull up on a Kawasaki I'm a different type
I'm not rich but I got shit you can't buy
I'm so high yea bitch I'm in the sky
Can't get down yea even when I try
Uh, i ain't got a chain but I got that ice on my wrist
All my hoes yea they want me to pull up in a benz
Two twin glocks yea I call them bella twins
I ain't gonna front when I say I always win
Lets go
Yea I fuck that bitch with my J's on
Remember them days when I was countin' pesos
Bitches get mad cause I got the same flow
If you talkin shit, we gonna get lethal
Did this shit on my own, no i ain't get no help
I wanted that hoe to grind all on my belt
But she broke my heart and she threw it in hell
She threw it in hell
Uh, If I catch you hating you know it's gon be on sight
Pull up with a blicky I know you gon be a fright
We shoot you down yea bitch choppas in the night
Pull up on a Kawasaki I'm a different type
I'm not rich but I got shit you can't buy
I'm so high yea bitch I'm in the sky
Can't get down yea even when I try
Writer(s): Jack Rose Morton
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