Aye, Aww shit, awww shit, Damnnnn
Dang
Shit I almost
I almost fell in this bitch
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Hhhhhh huhhhhhhh hhhaaaa
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Bitch Bitch
Ahhhh, Bitch

Hahaha bitch ask me do I want some shrimp tacos
Hundred thousand in my jeans got my knots swole
I don't want no shells on my taco cause I drop those
Damn we got a hunnid shells
I knew a nigga selling weed out of Taco Bell
Bitch got a stankin' ass booty got a nacho smell
She only want my money I don't fuck with stripper hoes
2013 I was trapping out the bando
Not a Migos dreads real long so yo bitch she call me Huncho
I'm ballin' like I'm Lonzo and pass er like Im Rondo
Ima Simpson baby I'm still striking out the condos
Keep my shooter from the Nola he gone turn nigga John Doe
I'm the type of nigga see the money with a blind fold
So much stress from these Baguettes, why you niggas rocking Rhinestones
You really scared to get some paper I took a chance I had to fly alone
How you screamin' gang and when its smoke you niggas die alone
How you trap with no connection man you niggas need to buy a phone
Probably need to try a loan, boy this paper Nia Long
If you want some perks the only thing that we agreein' on
It's the middle of the summer but I swear I got my heater on
Yea designer sneakers on, shoes came from Virgil and they say off but I swear a nigga Gotta keep em on

We getting money like
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Ima have her screaming like
Hhhhhh huhhhhhhh hhhaaaa
I been balling on these niggas like
Hhhhhh huhhhhhhh hhhaaaa
Choppa get to singing like
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Bitch ask me what I weigh I ain't got no scale
Music gave me the goosebumps I ain't got no chills
Cooking burgers on the stove I ain't grill
Nigga pulled up with some boo boo weed it ain't got no smell
Aye, why the fuck you didn't study cause I'm not gone fail
Nigga say his best friend fake but he do not know real
Why the fuck you shoot the gun if you not gone kill
Why the fuck you take it out the store if you ain't gone steal
Bitch I ain't superman but I'm the man of steel
Nigga got a couple hundred thousand but he lame still
Yea its sunshine outside but it rain still
I don't hang around bro no more but he gang still
Aye, I be with my gang you ain't gotta listen to my music don't forget my name
Bro just came home I can't forget about flame
I thank god they release my bro out them chains
Thank god little bro made it out the trenches
Did a bid for his homie so he came home to the riches
Got home a little early people looking at him suspicious
Baby momma getting dick while he away, thicker than a biscuit
How these niggas judge when they friends with these prosecutors
Doing time for some scamming shit they swear they some shooters
I ain't never seen yo dog kill shit that nigga neuter
Man that nigga shooting blanks, aye
More bitches than a dog pound call me Mr. Cleo you can call now
Only way you get a ride if you ride me like a Greyhound
Hear these chain fuckin' rattle when you sucking on my snake
How the fuck don't know your name then fuck me ask me on a date
How the hell you smile up in my face when you know you fake
I'ma bad boy I can't stop I'm Puffy and I'm Mase
Ima bad boy I won't stop almost caught a case
Sexy attorney give me Kit Kat almost caught a break

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Hhhhhh huhhhhhhh hhhaaaa
Hhhhhh huhhhhhhh hhhaaaa
Uhhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh