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(Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe, baow)
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
I'll shoot a nigga ass with that like I'm Cole Bennett

I'll shoot a nigga with that blicky like I'm Cole Bennett
I'll buy his bitch Givenchy, nigga, this that boss business
Niggas ain't standin' on no business, niggas so stingy
Went up in my closet, took out a ticket, bought Pluto a rose pendant
Check my stats up in the city, niggas know I'm a known menace

Uh, I was trappin' up out an ounce, I was at the store with it
Still fuckin' on these niggas' hoes when I ain't have no pendant
Sometimes I ain't have no rubber, I still went and dove in it
I don't want no lover, rather make a bitch suffer
Rather fuck a bitch, delete her number, and give it to my brother
I can't cuff a bitch, she can fuck somebody else, that's on my mother
I'm a nasty jit, make her eat it up and still go home and cuddle

Oh, you like that? Huh?
How I pipe that, huh?
She an old school ho, how you wife that? Huh?
We'll slime that nigga out, straight up wipe that boy

Tryna come through the block lurkin', we done sniped that boy
Came up way too poor, I can't wife no whore
I can't wife no shone, I don't like them hoes
They know shotta crackhead, niggas tryna wipe my doors
Niggas pussy as fuck, I'm thinkin' 'bout all them pipes we stole

Uh, uh, baby girl, I'm that nigga
I can get 'em whacked, nigga
I be pushin' crack, nigga
Nigga, you a flat nigga
Nigga, your pockets touchin', nigga
Nigga, you ain't got nothin', nigga
Before you fuck a bitch, you should go get you some money, nigga
Go run you up somethin', nigga

Back then, we was buckin', nigga
Then we started hustlin', nigga
Now I got them fuckin' figures
Fuck that nigga, ain't fuckin' with him
Fuck you, you ain't nothin', nigga
Bitch-ass nigga, feel me?

Oh, you like that? Huh?
How I pipe that, huh?
She an old school ho, how you wife that? Huh?
We'll slime that nigga out, straight up wipe that boy
Tryna come through the block lurkin', we done sniped that boy
Came up way too poor, I can't wife no whore
I can't wife no shone, I don't like them hoes
They know shotta crackhead, niggas tryna wipe my doors

Niggas pussy as fuck, I'm thinkin' 'bout all them pipes we stole

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