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Man these bitches ain't on shit
Man I been popping
bitch just check my resume
Hundred bands times
a hundred bands
Can you get it
ain't no running man
Keep a hundred rounds
we gon' get him
I ain't never gave a fuck
about no bitch
Cause I'm bigger and I'm better
Keep a Smith & Wesson
we can do whatever aye
You say you a boss
I know you a lame
And that nigga ugly
what the fuck you saying
You ain't getting money girl
you need a plan
You a broke bitch
always holding out your hand
I'm a real bitch
I just be getting bands
Spend and get it back
and I split it with my mans
That money in my hands
put it right on your head
Ain't no loss I'm a boss I can do
this shit again aye
Fuck a role we speak facts
If a lame bitch talking
I won't even speak back
Keep that 45 all black
we strapped we back
Pop up on 'em make a bitch
see that aye
Fuck all them niggas
we gon' fuck up this cash
I hopped out my feelings
and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign
bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama
you ain't hopped off your ass aye
Aye I'm a real
bitch I can't fake shit
You a fucking pussy
you don't say shit
You just figured it out
bruh you late bitch
You a broke bitch you
ain't got no bands to play with
Somewhere out in
Cali do the dash in a spaceship
You somewhere in the crib
looking mad cause you ain't shit
You ain't tough
big bank take little bank
Bitch you bankrupt
All them hoes losing
but they ain't us
Fuck all them niggas
we gon' fuck up this cash
I hopped out my feelings
and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign
bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama
you ain't hopped off your ass aye
Fuck all them niggas
we gon' fuck up this cash
I hopped out my feelings
and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign
bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama
you ain't hopped off your ass aye
All these mad rappers dirty
and I keep a 30
Spent long nights ridin' low and dirty
now my coupe will spray you
223 cockin' get to jerkin'
have them niggas swervin'
Niggas servin' bitches drinkin'
bourbon I remember back
when hoes was curvin'
Now I fuck hoes
when I wanna yeah
Bro used to post
on the corner yeah
My new bitch is foreigner
Killin' shit sendin' these
hoes to the coroner yeah
Don't be sad now a nigga up
AP's goin' dumb
why you comin'
over bitch if you
ain't tryna make me cum
Stupid ass bitch
I'll send someone to smack you
Gon' and pull up
so my lil sister can stab you
Gang posted up
on the corner like a statue
Clip round my chest like
a motherfuckin' satchel ahhh
You ain't tough
big bank take little bank
Bitch you bankrupt
All them hoes losing
but they ain't us
You ain't tough
big bank take little bank
Bitch you bankrupt
All them hoes losing
but they ain't us
Fuck all them niggas
we gon' fuck up this cash
I hopped out my feelings
and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign
bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama
you ain't hopped off your ass ayy
Fuck all them niggas
we gon' fuck up this cash
I hopped out my feelings
and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign
bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama
you ain't hopped off your ass ayy
100 bottles no sparklers
we already lit
Thousand hunnid
all the bills like its counterfeit
Love the hoe I slap the bitch
we on some different shit
This shit didn't come
from round the way
I'm on some different drip
Sticky she wanna get with me
I need me a bad broad
then again a Nicki
Ain't leavin' no witnesses
Christian Lou' a murder scene
Shout out to the homies
behind the wall yeah
the murder team
The old murder team
the ones that can't be silent
Sip promethazine
it got me out my body
Date time go and throw
a dime all in Folly
Big bank take little bank
I'm really gettin' money
You ain't tough
big bank take little bank
Bitch you bankrupt
All them hoes losing
but they ain't us
You ain't tough
big bank take little bank
Bitch you bankrupt
All them hoes losing
but they ain't us
Fuck all them niggas
we gon' fuck up this cash
I hopped out my feelings
and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign
bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama
you ain't hopped off your ass ayy
Fuck all them niggas
we gon' fuck up this cash
I hopped out my feelings
and I hopped in my bag
Hopped in a foreign
bitch you hopped in a cab
Still living with your mama
you ain't hopped off your ass ayy
Still living with your mama
you ain't hopped off your ass ayy
Still living with your mama
you ain't hopped off your ass ayy