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Miles Splaver
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I ain't fuck with thotties, I ain't fuck with hoes
And I'll pull up on a bitch and I'll bust your fuckin' nose
I was gonna beat my dick but instead, I hit a lick
I got mad, shot my dad, almost ran over a kid
I ain't fuck with thotties, I ain't fuck with hoes
And I'll pull up on a bitch and I'll bust your fuckin' nose
I was gonna beat my dick but instead, I hit a lick
I got mad, shot my dad, almost ran over a kid
Uzi in my lap, grab the strap, grip it tight, no looking back
Shot my dad, hit a dab, fuck with MAGS, ratatat
Hit a kid, did the whip, I've committed many sins
Play the Sims, hug your bitch, call me Ye 'cause I fuck Kim
Call me Patrick 'cause I got no fuckin' shirt
I be running up them checks and you know they be biting dirt
Yeah, I'm broke, but I be balling like I'm fucking Kurt
I pull up in a 'rari and I shoot a kid then skrrt
Aye, what?
S-P-O-N-G-E-B-O-B, back at it again, come now, tell your friends
Come now, hop up in the Benz, me and mol$ we drivin' until the end
Ya, we always make amends, 'cause when I'm
Flowin', I'm knowing, I'm already going
That Patrick be blowing and nobody showing the
Skills that I'm throwing for so many people be growing but
Nobody rolling and flowing
I hit it then rip it, I steal it from bobby and shady
'Cause nobody ready for Brady
I kill it, I bill it then throw it to people who say that
I got it and shot it, aye
Call me Davy Crockett 'cause I'm always shooting rockets
Ain't nobody can unlock it, catch me always making profits
You know mol$, he always got it, for this rapping I'm upon it
Don't do checks, I don't deposit, Sandy Cheeks, I'm always clapping, uh
In an elevator when I'm fucking up a hater
Everybody is a traitor when I'm flowing like a river
Ya, I better see you later in the middle of Qatar
Never call me a debater 'cause I'm always gon' be better
I'ma hit 'em with a header and I'm never doin' labor
Cause I'm fuckin' with a waiter, uh
I ain't fuck with thotties, I ain't fuck with hoes
And I'll pull up on a bitch and I'll bust your fuckin' nose
I was gonna beat my dick but instead, I hit a lick
I got mad, shot my dad, almost ran over a kid
I ain't fuck with thotties, I ain't fuck with hoes
And I'll pull up on a bitch and I'll bust your fuckin' nose
I was gonna beat my dick but instead, I hit a lick
I got mad, shot my dad, almost ran over a kid
Written by: Miles Splaver