Critique

Critique

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Yeah
Slay
Shit, let's go
Yeah, you got a mansion that's fine to match
Swerving that 'Cat, you can't beat that
She pull up with friends, huh, she pull up with friends, I'm fuckin' them both
She wanna hang, yes, I'm grabbin' the rope
Brand new whip with some butterfly doors
You don't got munyun, you don't got 'chos
You don't got munyun, fuck them hoes (Hit, what?)
Big sliding on this shit since forever
You niggas had no chance since forever
Broke nigga up, like "never say never"
I could stop the beat and go acapella
Pull out my wrist, you're blind
Who is these non-rap niggas critiquing me?
Why is you wasting my time?
Bad lil' bitch, I can tell that shе feeling me
And we too turned up, huh
Pussy nigga not turnt as us
I been sippin' lеan, got the potion in the cup
Twin shoot the green beam when I'm cut them niggas up
Shorty better bring her friend when she come around us
T-tote an FN when I'm hittin' niggas up
Bitch came back 'cause I ain't tryna fuck
See, I'm with slayr, now she tryna give it up
Had to switch my swag again
I done hit a bitch 'bout 4 or 5 times, why the bitch wanna still come back again?
Yeah, I got a love for the rap, but I'm livin' too good, I ain't ever goin' back again
I been tryna teach lil' shawty how to calm that smoke, feel like I'm in class again
I been doin' 120 in a motherfuckin' runner, smokin' dope, yeah, I been big gassing them
Yeah, you got a mansion that's fine to match
Swerving that 'Cat, you can't beat that
She pull up with friends, huh, she pull up with friends, I'm fuckin' them both
She wanna hang, yes, I'm grabbin' the rope
Brand new whip with some butterfly doors
You don't got munyun, you don't got 'chos
You don't got munyun, fuck them hoes (Hit)
Big sliding on this shit since forever
You niggas had no chance since forever
Broke nigga up, like "never say never"
I could stop the beat and go acapella
Pull out my wrist, you're blind
Who is these non-rap niggas critiquing me?
Why is you wasting my time?
Bad lil' bitch, I can tell that she feeling me, what?
Keep up the pace (Keep it up)
Keep up that motherfuckin' pace
Shit, Hellcat ready to race
Way too much fire, I can't feel my face
Hextech nigga, I feel like Jace!
Ride around town with a hoe on my waist, yeah (Let's go)
Home runnin' everything, fuck the next base, shit (Buh, buh, buh)
She want mula for sure (She want it)
Moving that, moving that dough (Yeah)
I don't know what you've been told, but I'm the one that's running shit for shit-sure
Swervin' it right on the road
Goin' too fast, man, this shit might explode
I don't know what you've been told, but I'm the one that's running shit for shit-sure
Yeah, you got a mansion that's fine to match
Swerving that 'Cat, you can't beat that
She pull up with friends, huh, she pull up with friends, I'm fuckin' them both
She wanna hang, yes, I'm grabbin' the rope
Brand new whip with some butterfly doors
You don't got munyun, you don't got 'chos
You don't got munyun, fuck them hoes (Hit)
Big sliding on this shit since forever
You niggas had no chance since forever
Broke nigga up, like "never say never"
I could stop the beat and go acapella
Pull out my wrist, you're blind
Who is these non-rap niggas critiquing me?
Why is you wasting my time?
Bad lil' bitch, I can tell that she feeling me, what?
Hey, hey
Hey, since I was born, said "Fuck love"

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