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Uh, they tryna run in my house (Let's go), I'm about to spazz out (Yeah)
Blade right in my pocket (Yeah), I pocket they pants out (Yeah)
Thot tryna get in my pockets, uh, she got her ass out, uh

I got some shit out my pockets, uh, I bought the ho-ass shot

Two-fifty dash, speedin' in Miami, huh
Two-fifty dash, speedin' in Miami, huh (Slatt, slatt)
Huh, I got some killers, they right in my lobby (Slatt, slatt)
Yeah, we just for each other, ain't worried 'bout nobody (Huh, 'kay)
I was in the studio, huh, when that boy caught a body
I was in the booth when I had baby, got baddies
(Slatt, hol' up)
Whole lotta shooters, yeah, you know they around me, huh
I tatted my body, yeah, I look like a mime, huh, uh

I been mindin' my business, yeah, 'cause niggas be lyin'
Partner got the coupe tinted, so nobody see nothin', huh
Helicopters can't keep up with the Hellcat vibe
Double cup, just pour me up 'till I can't see nothin', hu-uh
Huh, 'til I can't feel nothin', 'til I can't feel nothin'
'Til I can't feel nothin', 'til I can't feel nothin'
Bitch, I'm goin' dumb, my bitch extra dumb
And that hair done, I got her ass done
Huh, uh, huh, uh
And her hair done, yeah, and her hair done, and that ass done

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Uh, they tryna run in my house (Let's go), I'm about to spazz out (Yeah)
Blade right in my pocket (Yeah), I pocket they pants out (Yeah)
Thot tryna get in my pockets, huh, she got her ass out, uh
I got some shit out my pockets, huh, I bought the ho-ass shot

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