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Pussy niggas actin' like they had shit
All these bitches actin' like they had shit
I got a bad bitch, she said she always had
All these flawless diamonds, yeah they're glassy
Catch that slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
Check out my attire, this expensive
We can wrestle just like Savage
My jewelry as as an attic
The that I smoke'll blow your lungs out
I'ma walk in and clutch it like it's a war
All your bitches that's busted, they live in house
What goes up, come down, my nigga, south
I ran up them M's without a tour now
She done stepped up her game, Christian now
These niggas thought that knew it but they don't know it now
I swear to God they're at all my shows now

Hopped out my bed and hopped right in a
Bitch don't get close, this a mothafuckin'
that dick good, I'm the mothafuckin' warden
She away from my weed like it farted
She don't swallow so I put it on her neck
I beat that pussy up, she loud as a
I got 1 million but 10 in the bank
I a sample, I only buy if it's dank
I cook fishscale, and sang to her at the same time Tank
I was born in '91, 23 years old, with a lotta stank
(5 mothafucka)
can you feel my pain?
All my need to be drained
I got a gangsta that's gon' bang
And I got racks up, I complain
And all my dogs, they're dirty, for mange
And all I gotta do is your brains
And I'm a gangsta, my nuts, they gone
Who said you was Boy you need to be retained

Pussy niggas actin' like they had shit
All these bitches actin' they never had shit
I got a bad bitch, she said she had shit
All these flawless diamonds, yeah they're glassy
that nigga slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
Check out my attire, this fabric
We can wrestle just Randy Savage
My as cold as an attic
The kush that I smoke'll your lungs out
I'ma in and clutch it like it's a war house
All your bitches that's busted, live in your house
What goes up, come down, my nigga, north
I ran up them M's without a tour now
She done stepped up her game, Christian now
These niggas thought that knew it but they don't know it now
I swear to God they're at all my shows now

Took the Rollie off, put the back on
in the room and I cut the lights on
Why you spending like that? Cause I ever had shit
This that nigga PaperWrap, YSL shit
loved a bitch but I love money
In the church payin' my tithes with money
and got a new plug, got mama a new house
And a couple new coupes, that's how a young live
Couple bitches, good that how a nigga chill
Top floor, penthouse, still crackin'
Them Houston niggas be like, "That nigga trill"
Them New niggas say "That young nigga ill"
My mama always told me to kill
My uncle always me pack the steel
nigga Thugger, that's my mothafuckin' brotha
From a motherfuckin' other, I'ma show you how to make
The is you mad at?
Got your dancin' all in my spot with no panties
I said, "Bitch where your man at?
Fuck that, your friends at?" Dammit
Sold 50 p's, hold it, to bag it
little bitch you lovin' on, I been had it
Pull up in a new drop, thang nasty
Mama call all my big bitches trashy

Pussy niggas like they never had shit
All these bitches actin' like they never had
I got a bad bitch, she she always had shit
All these flawless diamonds, yeah they're glassy
Catch that slippin', I'ma do 'em nasty
Check out my attire, expensive fabric
We can just like Randy Savage
My as cold as an attic
The kush that I blow your lungs out
I'ma walk in and clutch it it's a war house
All your bitches that's busted, live in your house
goes up, come down, my nigga, north south
I done ran up them M's a tour now
She done up her game, Christian couture now
These niggas that they knew it but they don't know it now
I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my now