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Stop leagin', nigga Uh, bye, bye Let's go Goin' up with this roster, they think it'll be cool I remember them days I was skippin' in school But fuck a mechanic, I hop out with two I'm rockin' designer, she callin' me rude Chasin' a check, I ain't chasin' no bitch That nigga kept talkin', he turned to a witness Dogger AB, niggas know I'm not mad Shorty was figgin' on me back then, guess you mean I was jammin' like shit, I had to put down a dress Already made it, so I don't got a dick I don't gotta get in that car, I got money like Mick Go through with that, nigga gon' duck this Watch you say, bro, I tap on your business That young nigga broke, you need to go fix Can't fuck with that bitch, I ain't doing no fix Matter of time, niggas gon' die cause they dick Take a trip out floor and I'm seeing this shit I remember them days I was leaking like shit They ain't pay me no mind, but now she don't deal Told that little bitch I don't want her, you know she was sick I the fuck that you dissing, but you ain't do nothing Bro, pop out the cut, try and bake him a muffler Fancy behind me, I bet you we ducked Real stand-up nigga, I ain't going for nothing Can't break up my name, you ain't bumping your gun Nigga keep flexing money cause he never had none Hot shit fly, they got hit by the sun Niggas tryna beat me, I just callin' my son Now I'm draggin' for real like rapin' for fuck I go on that move, guarantee get it done Your bitch just called when she said you a chump Real creep on her nigga, he duckin' that boat It's real, stop leakin', they heard what I said Bitch, throw me a play, put her low ass to bitch Bitch, leave like shit, I just laugh from a ring I'm goin' up, man, niggas be hatin' them shit in my head Goin' up with this rap shit, they think it'd be cool I remember them days I was skippin' at school But fuck her, McKenna, got hop off a tube I'm rockin' designer, she callin' me rude Chasin' the check, I ain't chasin' no bitch That nigga kept talkin' he turned to a whip Dogger ain't beat niggas know I'm not miss Shorty was figgin' on me back dick as she miss I was jammin' like shit, had to put down a trip Already made it so I don't gotta deal I don't gotta get in that car, I got money like Mick Go through with that, better nigga duck this Better nigga duck this And stop leavin', nigga Bye, bye
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