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Don't call me no one hit wonder just 'cus y'all only got hit one time and that lil pussy wasn't hittin' no nine so I ain't even double back
Fuck is you talkin' bout?
She like when I put the dick in and call her fat butt
I'm in Neiman Marcus with my strap tucked
With a young hoe in Miami, let her act up
Red bottoms, same color as my alcohol
Drop that ass down, told her pick it back up
She said she feel me in her spine, feel her back up
Chop, hold a hundred rounds, I don't need to backup
Bitch, need no backup
I don't need no backup
Bitch, bring that ass here, I'm tryna beat your back up
Bitch, your back up
Tryna beat your back up
Bitch, bring that ass here, I'm tryna beat your back up
Bitch, I ain't tryna get pulled over, I got a switch
A hundred racks sittin' in my sofa, I got rich
I ain't had a pot to piss
Cut that snake from the grass, way bеfore I heard the hiss
I ain't droppin' dissеs
I drop a hit quick
Blood red diamonds, It been look like shawty's lipstick
I been in the field, baby hit you with a hit stick
Glock can get you gift wrapped, and it ain't even christmas
A hundred hoes
A hundred bowls
That's on my wishlist
Throw a party at a trap, it's getting thick, thick
Chopstick, get it clapping like a thick bitch
Smokin' too much dope, now my ribs hit
Granny cryin', every time we get the cribs hit
Take ya pussy ass to class, your dismissed
I been C class, but I flunked out of school
I blew wok around, baby I don't make the rules
I'm in Neiman Marcus with my strap tucked
With a young hoe in Miami, let her act up
Red bottoms, same color as my alcohol
Drop that ass down, told her pick it back up
She said she feel me in her spine, feel her back up
Chop, hold a hundred rounds, I don't need to backup
Bitch, need no backup
I don't need no backup
Bitch, bring that ass here, I'm tryna beat your back up
Bitch, beat your back up
Tryna beat your back up
Bitch, bring that ass here, I'm tryna beat your back up
A hundred hoes
A hundred bowls
That's on my wishlist
Throw a party at a trap, it's getting thick, thick
Chopstick, get it clapping like a thick bitch
Smokin' too much dope, now my ribs hit
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